wrote this in my old book.. edited it and am posting it in here.. :)
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Free from his gripping words
Powerless now is he.
For everything is lost to him.
Thinking he had won,
Bad karma
Popped his face with a gun,
Dead... He crumpled.
I left, and returned
Upon His death
And I wept for him,
The man I hated best
I wish my finger pulled
The trigger
Ending his life.
Through his eyes,
Blame was aimed at me
And
Well, I welcome
The blasts from first
to last...!
Now all the burdens
I was being rewarded,
Have been forgiven..
Because as I grew
I learned
I am not like you.
I could have been the monster
In your closet, but I left
and I became stronger
Just to show you
Love was and is more powerful
Than you... Daddy.
YOU ARE READING
Unwanted Voices
PoetryWhat can I say? Another poetry collection? Oh yeah, go ahead and take a little taste of my life.