Saturday, November 2, 2013

sonnet

This outrage feeling fills my body and soul
It takes a mighty downward toll
It lessens but it will never leave
This is what you hope never to achieve

The feeling stays deep within
It acts with the might of all deceitful sin
It can be shocking to all around
It gets mad at the thought of sound

It is the thoughts in my head
It a feeling we all should dread
For me it is different than for you
You can see that it tells me what to do

It sits and whispers in my ear
Sometimes I just need to sit and have a beer

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