The only thing that would make today any worst
Would be driving away in a hearse
My anger boils deep inside my veins
How do I get it out without causing pain?
Inside my basement I will hide
To make up this mind of mine
On whether I should put a bullet in my gun
Or just forget about this and run
My inner demons I shall seek
So my mind can have peace
At last you will be gone forever
And I shall sleep much, much better
Beside my bed my shotgun I will keep
So I'm safe at night when I sleep
And if my house, I find you inside
The coroner's van will be your next ride
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Verses Undone
PoetryTake a roller coaster ride inside of the human heart with this short collection of 15 poems dealing with everything from love and romance to death to anger to friendship and beyond. Written in both free verse and fixed verse format, these poems will...
