This headache persists to drag on. I've forgotten my memories up into the present. This anxiety is howling for more. Tearing my insides. Collecting thoughts for evidence to murder played out in my head. My mind has to focus this energy. Focus this sickening rage. For my Christ’s sake go and scream...

Until my dry voice has gone away.

Praying hands all around me .Conversing and planning out my future.

Oh come on give me a break. Not every life is mapped out. Nowhere are these greasy hairs on my head counted. Tired of trying to make sense of every one's flaky thinking.

Morbid morality

To shit on responsibility

To shit on life

And you told me I was an angel you were wrong.

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Mentalist acer 6 years ago from A Voice in your Mind!

Of Angels,there are many and many different kind...

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Shadesbreath 6 years ago from California

You can write shit if you want to. HubPages isn't that anal when it comes to poetics or polemics. It's gratutious profanity that's a problem, not artistically placed stuff. At least that's been my experience.

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Hokey 6 years ago from In the energy.

I really like this! Good job. Write what you feel! Thats what I do.

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Faybe Bay 6 years ago from Florida

I rated you up, as Hokey says, you write what you feel, and then we can feel it too. Very intense!

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tantrum 6 years ago from Tropic of Capricorn

I liked it!

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Sunshiney31 6 years ago Author

Thanks and I added the shit part just for Shadesbreath I didn't want to get in trouble with the Hub gods so I wqas being G-RATED...tHANK YOU FOR YOUR INPUT

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