I Died Several Times

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The Venting Hour

I had the temperment of Bruce Banner times ten

administered the rage from rib cage

for the ages...

the ones who share the same sorts

of devastation

inner self hate killed me

many times over,

so much my eulogies are a best seller

read between those lines if you

can find the failure as

the murder weapon

seeped deep within the soul

crumbling.....fumbling like that

paper from 3rd grade

"Sorry, mom....it was the best I could do"

somehow no matter how hard I made my attempt

to advance and be something they can

be proud of.....

I get shot....

that killed me

"The older you get, the stupider you are"

yeah, she said that

and I wasn't wearing a vest.

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Shaketa Copelin's picture

WHOA. Deep indeed.

Shaketa Copelin's picture

damn. each time I read this...damn.

*Natural Feelings ~*'s picture

It is good too see a new poem from such a good writor i enjoyed this it was deep