Irony, Confusion and Muck
I am angry, anger is my soul
Sadness, tears, evolved from dirty thoughts
Blurry pictures
I am angry, sadness incites rage
Fire roars, trapped
Words rip to pieces
lips unspoken, a bucket tips
soaking, is my life
Why is my hose dry?
Why do I burn?
Where lies my holy miracle?
Dad? What is dad?
Mine was struck
His inner struggles stuck
Clenched in a rut
Now I am in muck
God dammit, fuck
Sadness, tears, evolved from dirty thoughts
Blurry pictures
I am angry, sadness incites rage
Fire roars, trapped
Words rip to pieces
lips unspoken, a bucket tips
soaking, is my life
Why is my hose dry?
Why do I burn?
Where lies my holy miracle?
Dad? What is dad?
Mine was struck
His inner struggles stuck
Clenched in a rut
Now I am in muck
God dammit, fuck
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This is more like a very long haiku but it's not a proper one... a haiku is not easy to write... gotta make sure the syllables are the right amount... this isn't a haiku but it's in the spirit of one. Concise and short. I will improve upon my haiku skills soon.