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Spiteful Devil


I hope you take away something positive. Different perspectives keep me inspired.

Please lift the weight and devil upon me.
The morning brings back the present,
lasting what seems to be a lifetime.

Kill the lights and look away
hold my blue hands with nothing to say.

Whispered lies and driven by spite,
a mother's child lifeless, he's had enough tonight.

Eye's glare through the cage, "bleed inside and taste the blood
daddy's here and hes making it flood."

© 2018 Adam Mason


Frank Atanacio from Shelton on March 21, 2018:

wow, your poetry freezes me in place... fantastic