truth or death booth

Can’t trust a soul when the world's full of hate so let your tongue state the truth or you might as well take a stake at the suicide booth, or let those who took your light take your moon.

Peace isn’t obtainable, just slaughter and grudges.

 I’m not in the fight not because of my own sake or pathetic hopes that peace will come true, no I’m a cattle some call but I’m not food and I’m not an organ donor.

 I’m witch and a stubborn b***h that refuses to speak as you.

This is true and nothing new I assure you.

In time all our debts are due.

 In the end the wicked will come for you and each other.

Nothing will save you not gods or the love of your mother so bask in the flowing blood of the rivers and find your blood lust everyone must.

Death dealer of the pale or not.

Claws and fangs will clash with flesh and wards won’t be enough for you.

 Kill each other in turn you must

Reviews

[Mark]

Dark, angry, revengeful, hateful. I can't think of a dark emotion left out of this poem.

The opening line ... worlds should be world's.

hate can be a real tar baby. Sticks to us when we give it just like love. I think this poem shows that pretty well. :)

[Chloe]

Awesome

[CHRIS ANDES]

nice write
you've pictured reality
=]

[Mockingbird]

a very raw and fatalistic manifesto. looks like there's no hope for humanity. i guess sometimes all the evidence leads up to these sentiments and there is that inevitability that this piece warns about. excellent piece.

[Sierra Nerys]

extremely intense poem indeed. i'm also in agreement on the opening lines- definitely my favorite part, although the rest didn't disappoint. very well done.

[Danalla]

wow love it :D

[Layla J Omorose]

Wow that was an intense and angry poem. I liked it. "Can’t trust a soul when the worlds full of hate so let your tongue state the truth or you might as well take a stake at the suicide booth" the opening lines were my favorite and was the steering place of the poem. Great write