Roaring Steel

Roaring Steel

A Poem by R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)
"

A redo of my poem "Metal And Scars" this time with better all around quality.

"

Dreaming, with that sunlight beaming, cold sky gleaming with no meaning and bad feelings

Peeling my skin, beginning to question my sin, grinning, overpowering me, winning, shouting a war cry this is goodbye I’m keeling over time to die

Eyes wide tears streaming I hear screaming

Is it just me? Am I afraid to be a real man, know who I am and accept it?

Find my flaw and correct it, hide my sorrow forget it?

All those years in the birdcage stage for dead men with no friends I regret it and let it destroy me and toy with me to the point where I’m just a broken token of people who have never spoken but can’t stop yelling. I’m going to hell and I want to walk back before my skull cracks and I lose what’s left to theft dispelling my sanity and cerebral fluid with sinister hungry greedy f*****g vanity

Am I supposed to be calm and collected to make you see me? Believe me? Truth is you don’t need me, so I understand why you’d bleed me of respect and reap the soul that’s left, collect the life and leave me unaccepted, neglected a speck that got crushed under the wheels of the ones elected as just. So just let me rust

Must be that you could relieve me of all my grieving’s. But could you see pain, walk in my shoes, handle the hate that fate sent my way, be me? Forgotten in the chains of lies and oppressed by the ones that molested my body and mind, can you take being bested by people who wouldn’t know truth if it fucked them in a phone booth

I fought tooth and nail and never bailed even when the poison made me too frail to breath so you can f*****g leave and say you're better than me but you must be smoking some good tree if you think I don’t know suffering

Buffering for the ones bluffing saying they beat me when all they did was break my body, not my soul

My brains rotten in pain, metal’s the main source of my intelligence but you ain’t felling this wolverine because I’m sobering up to you and your words, needles, and I can beat a little aggression back and teach you professors on pain and fear a little lesson because misery after poetry is my natural profession meshing the hurt into words while people try to pop me because they heard that I was bubble rap but I cover the others like that and soften every blow, and light up the night as I glow and flow like molten lava on the snow when you try to pull that lava light bull I’m full of rock hard resolve while you couldn’t dissolve salt in these halls when you cry

I didn’t die when you flied your flag high with homicide insecticide my eyes are wide I see through your lies and still despise your laughter over my brothers cries why do you decide their fate after this disaster

You don’t like me, but I know what it feels to hate even if it’s too late to save anyone, great

I was too weak to seek an answer, you commandeered your justice while I busted my a*s for three years in tears inside that prison giving my all just to watch them fall and lie there motionless

An ocean just went silent, and people call me violent

Think someone sown back together behind bars can forget about scars? They can. I have so many I no longer know who I am

Spread my blood like jam and lather your veins in my metal rain, pretending you're my friend and then end me with your words, I’ve heard harder, so drink that cold water if you're thirsty for blood

And then give me the blame to chew on because I’m the one gone wrong, breaking bonds that were stronger than your hate, create a new world, but we won’t be a part of it, remember when your lonely, you started this

Long ago I was human too

The sky was blue, no rain, solace, no pain, time changed, lost everything, even my heart, even my friends, even those I walked along a long time ago, I was just an average joe, now I’m a memory of love with nothing to show but an empty hole in my heart where they used to be

Know I laugh with the b******s who broke me, because it’s a funny joke see? You think a broken man can’t stand? I defend who I am

I may not know the difference between friend and foe but I know I won’t fall to the ones who stole my freedom, I believe them people believe in me, even if I have to leave them six feet below the dirt, although it f*****g hurts eventually you’ll see you were wrong and taste your just deserts

Until I can see them again I play this insane game until the end and defend the truth with my body, my metal mind, and my scars got me this far, behind the wall I hear the echoes in this empty hall they call for freedom, love, humanity, life above death

I shout what I hear with every breath until you can hear my message with your deaf ears and see my tears with your blind eyes, I cry out the truth, and it’s about time you heard it, verdict

The burden is large, but I’ve carried larger, happiness is far off, but I can walk farther

You can talk s**t about us, but I won’t be listening

The truth is glistening, crying, an eye never drying, all-seeing, and you're being a little b***h so keep dreaming of blue skies

Because even the best of men can only dream that things will get better

So you can suck my rainy weather

© 2018 R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)


Author's Note

R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)
I very seldom reply to reviews, but I promise I read EVERY single one. I look forward to my next review because it helps me learn. Even if it's just one word, I promise, I will be ecstatic to have the chance to hear what you have to say. Whenever you write something about my poems, or the themes of my poems, or criticize me it is not in vain. I will listen, learn and be thankful.

My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Reviews

well it wasn`t bad the first time but it does flow easier,and i didn`t see the video

Posted 6 Years Ago



Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

183 Views
1 Review
Rating
Added on January 28, 2018
Last Updated on February 14, 2018
Tags: roaring, steel

Author

R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)
R.J Calzonetti (SinisterPotatoe)

Burlington, Halton, Canada



About
Most of my poems can be differing lengths depending on the time you want to spend reading them. You can avoid reading anything brackets, or read it all. If you want an in-between, you can read only th.. more..

Writing