Still Can't Cry by James ZealyChaos to the left
Disorganization to the right
Insanity ahead
Depression behind
The uplift is a downshift
From Low to high gear
Mine eyes are encased
With red eyed fear
Resolution of madness
Is a catalyst that seers
Emotions penned
With epithet spears
Translate my wilderbeast
All consuming derelect rant
Gibberish spoken
As a spiritual chant
Drivel spout
Gavel shout
Fist crush
Heart flush
Anger cuss
Control set aside
Can't cry
Else I die
Can't cry
Else I die!!!!! 06/09/2006 Author's Note: 30's forum challenge poem.
Posted on 06/09/2006 Copyright © 2024 James Zealy
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