Hideing away deep inside of me .My mind and soul the one
I can not control.That voice inside my head never goes dead.
He give me urge to wanna splurge.Wait i need to hate.Must want lust and to never trust.Anger is for sure Innocence
not so pure.Very prime to do much crime.So keen to make
a scene.Look in his eyes You see lies.Blood on the floor
he will want more.Trouble is what he does double.Pain is
what he can gain inside my brain.You want gladness He wants
sadness.Its always a fight to see whos right.Makes you sin
you know you will not win."The other me" is who i never want
to be ...
Very Deep and dark... I like this new poem... cant wait to see what else u come up with!