temporary insanity

What gives

Me the right

To be so fucked up?

 

What happened

To me

That I am so fucked up?

 

Why does

Everything hurt

 

Who can

I trust?

 

Nothing.

 

No one.

 

Everything.

 

Everyone.

rageSelf-awareness

◄ Get out

Trump Era Cinquain ►

Comments

Big Sal

Mon 3rd Sep 2018 19:13

That first stanza, I often ask myself the very same question when confronted with it on the page or in person. Great, concise piece reverberating with emotional output.?

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Phillip Kelly

Mon 3rd Sep 2018 01:26

Very powerful snappy monosyllabic emotive language here.... Very raw emotions....superb work..! Love the structure

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