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The game is over- Shits getting serious,

This is real- My mind is pitiless.

I have no sympathy- Your life don’t mean shit to me,

Your thoughts don’t affect me- Your words do not get to me.

There’s a concrete wall- You have no chance of passing,

I will inflict pain on your soul- Kill you with a passion.

Some things in life are forever lasting.

Like the pain you felt when you were just a little kid,

It still burns inside of you- Thinking of what your father did.

Or mental instability that you now carry around,

From when your mom verbally abused you- Shooting all your hopes down.

Or the embarrassment you suffered- When they said you weren’t good enough,

They laughed in your face- And you never once stood up.

Just as that was- This pain will last forever,

I will engrave it into your mind- To ensure that you forget never.

Do not attempt to be bold- Or you will feel this rage,

These words are my weapons- And I keep them on this page.

The anger inside- Is constantly getting stronger,

The one thing that was in my way- Isn’t there any longer.

No more block, no more garbage- The wall of bricks is gone,

You will see my pain and feel my fury- As put them in this poem.

The breaks over and I’m here- Ready to take up my slack,

This Poetic Throne is mine again- It’s so nice to be back.











Michael C. Lucas