The birds Are Wild Today

The birds Are Wild Today

A Poem by K. Louis

It feels right to hate
you today and your 
strange berries

your talk of medication
and how it is helping
you to be more human

while you ignore
everything you have 
in front of you. 

I hate you so deeply
my pen stabs you 
and the ink here
is your blood. 

© 2014 K. Louis


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very heavy stuff here....some people lean on the idea of being sick in body or mind...and use that as an excuse for treating others so poorly...
the speaker is deeply hurt and is confronting the other here...nice use of the pen, the ink being the blood...a good weapon words can be.

the best.

jacob

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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very heavy stuff here....some people lean on the idea of being sick in body or mind...and use that as an excuse for treating others so poorly...
the speaker is deeply hurt and is confronting the other here...nice use of the pen, the ink being the blood...a good weapon words can be.

the best.

jacob

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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