415. Leah Poem by Jaden Knight

415. Leah



I'd rather be burnt by the truth
than poisoned be your bulltrash
starved of people to irradiate
with your surgically mutilated personality

Living your life of lies makes you stressed
and so you are kept in solitary by your family
you are deprived of sleep as you realise
just how little you meant to them

You should inoculate yourself
with deadly disease of honesty
before you are frozen from everyone's minds
and you driven insane from solitude

That way you won't need to be restrained
and are free to go about your existence
just know that any relapse into your ways
will result in far more pain

Tuesday, November 15, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: hate
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