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Is That Joy Or Maddness
Contributed by
naijerana
on
Thursday, 8th December 2005 @ 06:24:35 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Always interfering
And now even
What I do with my Money
An gigantic swell in my neck
Watching my every move
If my moves does not
Satisfied It
She tells me how
And what I must do
Though even my irritation level
Is high
It is the first one who has made is
Al the way above the top
Truly I’ am already thinking
What I shall do
If I saw It at night
Alone
Just shoot It
Hang It
Stab It
Or perhaps
Buying an cop coffee
And poising it
Or throw gasoline over It
And watch It burn
Like dry wood
And hear her screaming’s of aid
While I watch It
With joy and laughter on my face
Though unfortunately
Playing as an goddess over others
Is not something for me
Though even some think they can play
as an god or an goddess
what drives one to do it
to take some one else’s life
how does it come
even if one hates an person
more than the devil
hates god
one can still say I shall not ill him
but then why
why does people still do it then
one can think about it
or you play an game and see that person
on the screen
and blast him in to an thousand pieces
but why most one do so in real
what do win
nothing
well maybe an little joy and satisfaction
now you know he is gone
but you can enjoy an thousand times more
when you visualize him
when you are playing an shoot em up game
so still why
why does one have more joy in real
then in an own made fantasy world
is it because in real
the warm blood of your irritation
flows over your arms, face, body and legs
if that is the only reason
to do it
you can as well
throw hot water with the colour red
over your body
even though that hurts like hell
and you might get blister’s
than you can just think
I have done en real battle
Because it hurts
On that way
You can kill your irritation
An thousand times or more
And one more fantastic than the other
Though you will still see him
In life
And you are prisoner by that
Be free to kill
Maybe that is the reason
To be free at last
Instead of being imprisoned
By hatred and depression
How ever that freedom
That people want
Is That Joy Or Maddness
Copyright ©
naijerana
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2005-12-08 06:24:35] (Date/Time posted on
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