13 to Life Poetry Book

Pietr's Poetry

 Dedicated to my fabulous firend becuase it's no fun being insane alone

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the themes, characters or events that are mentioned or referenced. I do not own 13 to Life or anything to do with it. 

I am sorry if any themes or phrases offend.

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Pietr's Poetry

Monsters

What makes a man a monster?

The full moon?

The lust for death and destruction?

Or more

Do they like it, the power?

Or do they despise it.

Such questions have been asked

By people who try to control the uncontrollable.

No one has an answer

No one can be right because

One way or another

Everyone’s a monster

Ugly Kisses

As our lips touch

My heart thumps in my chest

I want you so much

But can have you so little.

I pull myself away

Unable to take it.

But your lips move down my neck

And my heart thumps louder

Louder.

Louder.

Speaking against my will

I cry out

You freeze

And everything is silent

Waiting,

Wanting,

And not having.

We are the outcasts

We are the strange,

The slightly extraordinary.

We are the laughed at

The ones who don’t care.

We are the victims.

The picked on because we’re different.

We are the outcasts

And we’re moving up.

The price of talent

My footsteps echo,

The dull sound surrounding me

I can hear my heart beating

I hear your breathing

And all I can think is run.

As your heavy form hits me

And knocks me to the ground

I try not to cry.

When I have no fight left

You leave me

Lying on the ground