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At first I couldn't find my words, my feelings plunged off peak.
My voice would tremble, I'd be shaky, come across as weak.
See, cauterised emotions were strangling my sound.
Feeling others emotions as my own, no technique, no release or ground.
Slippin away, just to keep myself sane.
No way to express myself or articulate my pain.
I had to be alone, to find my voice, had no one near or out there.
Had to scream so loud the blind saw again and the deaf became hearing aware.
I didn't care to be shy, or forever unheard.
No fucks left to giveth, unlocked wide open, no password.
See I don't need your permission, to tune you right in.
By the time I'm done, you're the fire burning, so I'm yearning to be your sparks and kindling.
No prisoners, no mercy, its on sight, its on lock.
I'll use words like a weapon of mass destruction, deployed ad-hoc.
I'm performing cruel lyrical masterclass, character assassinations.
Contructive-destructive, eunachally brutalistic, augmented reality castrations.
Unplugged and untethered, unhinged, yes that's my truth.
Words worn like a badge of honour, spat raw and spoke uncouth.
You think you don't need to listen, offended you won't ignore.
My words are a weapon and your mind is a target for control,it's as easy as hitting Alt, delete times two....... Opps, screen says.....HttP 404.
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