poet ambition.
 

I need it.
I need your whip to make
Scars on my back to let the
Emotion out from my heart
To my eyes.
I need it.
I need your foul talk to creep
Inside me, like the shadow of
Death and like ticks to suck
Everything from the inside
Out.
I need your arms to be like
Muhammad Ali to force me
On the ground, while the tears
Bawling out of my eye’s,
Smearing my make up while I'm
Screaming for help.
I need it.
I need your palm to come
Across my face. Hit me in the
Gut, so the blood will come
Out, like watching a rose
blooming from my body.
I need it.
I need your alcohol breath
Slowly make its way in my
Nostrils, my bones, I want
It Broken, my eye’s I want it
Swollen, my pride in myself
I want it to be pure guilt.
Please I want my legs cripple
While I walk upstairs.
I need…
A pen and paper.
.
.
Thank you father for the ink
With full of emotion in my pen
Ready to be unleashed, and the
Blood you created from me
Ready to be drawn in
Words.

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Bump............

Sort on Lines kinda reptitive Has a good point to it But Ive seen way betta from you

keep it up

I agree on the repatative part

but emotions made up for it i like how you painted vivid imagery on some of the scene's this is nice