i don't feel safe.
in a space between constant life or death,
i'm faced w/ constant vile threats.
i can't ignore this mess,
it's tearing through my nest,
my vision's been oppressed, alas,
there's nothing i can do.
i'm in a world where they'll rob you because they have nothing left to lose.
where violence answers the question for many because the truth is too scared to choose.
"i've heard all the solutions
but they'll never do
when a gun's pointed at you",
says the little boy who grew into a man,
with a loose screw.
i don't feel safe.
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Poetrythis is a poetry collection w/ poems i've written recently & started about 3 years ago. i never really been able to express myself in anything other than writing ~ i'm talking about my personal views, love, heartbreak & many other topics. hope you...
