ClassifiedA Poem by Chilson, Joshua
Classify me crazy
subject me to mental checkups I was born diseased and wake struggling to find my way out into a world unknown For this one is used dirty filthy full of malice constantly fighting against dark spirals unbeknownst to me I run wild and wicked full of temperament of angst and desire all the while knowing that what is contained must stay inside as the world isn't ready and I'm not fit to be or belong my existance is classified. © 2016 Chilson, JoshuaAuthor's Note
|
Stats
122 Views
Added on December 14, 2016 Last Updated on December 14, 2016 AuthorChilson, JoshuaCarlisle, PAAboutI write poetry from life experience, though most won't seem that way as I never get into specifics to the events that bring about my work. I'm a silent individual for the most part which doesn't ma.. more..Writing
|