A clatter,
Amidst chit-chatter;
You can tell by my face that it matters.
Onward, shived-blood drops;
Leaving is harder than previously thought.
"Yes, I would rather..."
Boot-delivered shatter
Gone, so gone.
Died tonight for relief.
Pain transforms into ache.
Goodbye inward waste.
Future rides a drifty leaf.
2 comments:
American History X comes to mind.....
And rightfully so, since it was much the same, but not directed toward humans.
I did feel that too. Thanks Collin.
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