The Beast Read Count : 156

Category : Poems

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I much rather die a young soldier
Than as a old fool
I use to try so hard to fit in and be cool
Thinking i saw the truth
But in reality blinded completely from the wool
As the veil was snatched from my face and i witnessed the full extent of disgrace at play in this world
The shear numbers of individuals cause pain and hurt upon their fellow 
Just how cruel can we truly be
When i was sent into that world i quickly noticed the changes taking place within me
I wasnt as understanding or forgiving as i had use to be
The system had made me a beast
Inflicting pain upon others was my disease
In the game that the authorities play i was merely a piece 
The day i had this realization i began to resist
They try to force me to submit
But i refused and endured the consequences
They tried to hold their grip but i wiggled free and escaped 
Constantly pursued and chased
Knew eventually id run out of days
So i stopped running and made my stand
They caught up and tried to seize me
Underestimating what the created me to be
That was until i retaliated
Left the corpses fully grotesque and mutilated
Ironically this is what they made me 
I just cant understand how they didnt see 
By unleashing that beast
They released the real ME

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