- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Childhood in Regression
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How much do you owe me?
What did I miss?
How much ass
are you willing to kiss?
Childhood lost
in days gone by.
Who are you to say
who will live
and what will die?
My mind is a blur.
Who is my mother?
Where is my dad?
Are they thankful
for the children
that they never had?
I see it all now
my mind in remorse
ever shall I sail
this schizophrenic course.
My mind is an island
my soul an abyss
excuse me now
while I go take a piss.
I don't want that
and I don't need this.
I don't even want to be here,
I never did.
Yet the dog barks,
and the baby cries
but there are still a few tears
left in our eyes.
Is it that we know better?
Our story should we tell?
Well Mom and Dad
I'll see you in Hell.............
