The Reading

Apon my reading
Of Edgar Allan Poe
The black Cat
Striked me the most
The anger and rage
sprung out of the page
Leaving me feeling...
slightly diranged
I feel a bit crazy
i feel a bit mad
The story itself is quiet good i might add
but down in my core
the pain and the hurt
slapped me in the head
making quiet a hurt
The idiotcy of the people around
ruin the story as it starts to get to me
i feela sence of evil
i feel a sence of being MAD
the horror of that cat
he he walks around in my head
I beg it to leave
I beg it to stop
but i keeps going
making my stomach lurch and what not
right before lunch
lost in my head
the cat starts to claw
making the pain so hard to comprehend
as i reach the neer end
i throw my hands in the air
the cat has left
bleeding threw my ear