Hell Hath No Fury…(Devil’s Child)

He’s the dark side of poetry  
With heart  
Fed up  
He’ll tell you how fucked up  
Everything is  
But this friend of mine  
Has seen it time and time again  
How life  
Just  
Doesn’t  
Give  
A shit  
And I get it  
I do  
He’s also got one of the kindest hearts  
He doesn’t like suffering  
Of any kind  
It’s too relatable  
I see you, my friend, I do  
We all hide behind something  
And yeah, I may be outing you  
But so do you  
So, unleash the darkness  
Let the fury fly  
We can take it  
As long as you keep writing  
I’ll keep reading  
(I’m glad you’re here)