Dark Poems ~ Who Cares..? Not. I.
Tomorrow spits upon me. Yesterday too much of the same. Time, calls me names. Looking past vision, rhyme, violation, and lore. Raped by reason’s whore. A number alone, but, never given satisfaction. Blasting the holier-than-thou. Stand ahead. None now behind. Embrace dread. Hate my kind. Who cares..? Not. I.