Parasitic PoemParasitic PoemWhat are these things I can not describe.Why are these things deep inside.They consume my soul and take control.I have no fear so why do I bottle up these tears.What do I do there's no time to lose.Why did i kill and then take these pills.They dig deeper into my mind with each passing time.I am lost in this war as I live the rest of my life devoted to this Marine Core.
Song or poemI am living in the present that seeks nothing but only the things I can grasp. when the time comes you better run fast.Because theres no where to hide from these three masks.Don't treat me like trash or my rage will come forth and hit you so fast you'll be telling the nurse you got whiplash.This is the mask of RAGE it lives off my anger and pain like a demon unleash from it's cage. I cannot control it, but onlyunfold it. without warning and time for Morning you will find yourself in state of