Killing Me

Why is it I cannot get away
from this pain
all I can create is a rage I
cannot explain,
dancing around like a suicide
geek
yelling at all the blood on the
street

self destruction, is it madness?
should I cut off my ear
and sell it to my
sadness,
killing me, it's killing me
another Twenty-Four years
stuck in this insanity

the pain is leathal,
climbing through these walls of poverty
agony of will survives the uglyness
hoping for another galaxy
of horrors fantasy,
cought in its
confusion!

......By David L. Olmstead



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