- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Boiling Point
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So sick and tired
Of living in ire
With all that's transpired
I want to retire
This life
This strife
With a knife
To my throat
Why devote
One more note
Or a quote
To be the goddamned scapegoat
Of this world
That just hurts
Me in spurts
No effort
To give a hand
How do you expect me to withstand
All this torment
It won't relent
I resent
How hell bent
I've become on dying
And you never listened
You never cared
So fuck all your bullshit
And how can you dare
To tell me
That you see
How diseased
I've become
When you don't know a thing
Don't know anything
Not the sting
To be here in a sling
I don't give a shit
What these halfwitted
Counterfeit hypocrites
Say or do to me anymore
I just want to throw it all away
