Rite Of the Knife

Rite Of the Knife

A Poem by kenny

Sliced ear to ear,

beyond the capacaties of fear.

Remade insane,

nothing feels the same.

Death had my face,

and I lost the race,

Pushed beyond the edge,

sole purpose to break the pledge.

Obsessive acts of hate,

Bursting out the gate.

Repulsed by what I see in my reflection,

f*****g tired of fighting the infection.

Self destruction,

the only option.

© 2011 kenny


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Kind of reminds me of something by Slipknot. Sad, angry, liked the first 4 lines a lot and the fourth to last was a punch in the stomach

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