I had assumed that he was normal, but he wasn't.
He had problems.
That's why I did it.
I grabbed the bat, raised it high and made impact.
There was blood.
I dropped the bat and walked away.
I had assumed that he was normal, but he wasn't.
His lies made me sick.
YOU ARE READING
Words.
PoetryTo be completely honest, it's just a load of randomly plucked words from the air, infused together with some punctuation and their job is to represent the bunch of emotion I, - a tired, caffeine filled, late night worker- threw together in hopes tha...
