1000 is Never Enough
By Editor Kyle April 28, 2018Imagine my surprise
on my breath a crude disguise
but concerned eyes annihilate lies
on my breath a poison – reviled, despised.
Of course they knew, they know
from my mouth I lay them low
striking dumb blows against those
that dare thumb their nose at my cruel show.
Lashing out but within
I yearn for freedom from this sin
once more I’ve fallen, I’ll never win
but then they pull me up again.
Death distilled, I’ve had my fill
their resolve, my will, one less kill
one less notch for despair’s favorite swill.
