Madness
by Sam M. Phillips

Malicious malcontent
Standing up to vent,
My fury,
Keen to bury
A knife in my guts,
A wound that never shuts.

I am terror,
Endless error,
Wretched beast inside,
From this pain I cannot hide,
Always with me,
Won’t let me be,
A raging hole that screams,
A monster in my dreams.

Hatred builds up
For a world so corrupt,
Where’s my future?
Left to suture
The pieces that may be,
The scraps left out for me.

No more hope,
Against the machine I cannot cope,
Suffocate, cannot survive,
Spending, all my life, to stay alive.

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