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Inside the Nine
Inside the Nine
As the feeling of hate swirled within me,
I came to realize the foundation
Of this world is nothing but damnation.
Enemy, show me what you wanna be.
I have longed to liberate my madness.
I don't understand the malice that makes
Me this way; what has happened for God's sakes?
What did I do to deserve all of this?
No matter how hard I tried, you lied to
Me for so long; I am Tattered & Torn.
This can't be the reason that I was born.
Pain was always free...and it waits for you.
Sadly, only one of us walks away.
I'll give you a hint; it surely isn't
That angry soul who defames on fine print.
Why is this the direction my life sways?
It's hard to stay between the lines of skin.
You don't matter; nobody matters here
Except me; the sole being that I fear.
Thank God I have found no one who's akin.
I'm in this maze...this psychopathic daze...
You can't even look me in the eye...
Well then, I shall exit; good day, goodbye.
HomesickI am the river's son,
my arteries flowing turquoise
and turning to rapids
rushing around my frame,
filling me with this sense
of buoyancy, minnows
tickling my sternum.
I am the river's son.
My palms caress each
silty shoreline, every
battered bank and bend,
and these places I know
so well become me
as my fingerprint,
even the bridge above me
inflamed by the afternoon
sun-glow, burning rusty and
the steel blue sky.
I am the river's son;
I bring my home along
like hermit crab,
where I step
I pull water from the earth.
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