Euologies of a Rotten Sunday

Umm, bad words and a bad mood. :D

Idiotic a******s

Inconsiderate liers

Nothing more to say

Other than get out of my way 

 

I cleaned up your s**t,

          Twice.

You come near me,

Well; that's your sacrifice.

 

apology for rudeness.

But truth hurts.

Writers block or no

I still got my flow.

 

So get out of my way.

Person who may or may not

Give wants and thoughts.

So drink 'till you rot.

Author's Note

This was written... Feb. 26, 2012. Yea, I'm never like this. Just a stressed out poem. If you have issues with the words, then don't review. Don't even read. okay? :) Thank you.
Oh! Thanks Poe for the title:)

Reviews

[Poe Redd]

Oh! *blushes and waves it off* Don't mention it doll. x3 Love you and truthfull poetry. Everyone's got this kind of stuff in their heads. And i admire the way you deal with it. :)