Untitled (age 14)

I might have been grounded when I wrote this. Misspellings are original to the script




Chaotic bouts of pleasure
in my structured dicplined mind
a new passive freedom engulfs
my daily blend
timid ghosts hiding behind curtains
of many misconceptions
framing me for selfish deed
smiling sarcasims scar
my tapered back
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Herotic demise for my unwept dreams
keeping my needs from bleeding through
caution seeps from my fingertips
as quoted mature manipulation
kills our innocent freedom
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Structured Death befalls us many times in are shelled and frivalous existences!
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Salotary confinment of
extenct individuals
in my sublimanly formed
holocaustic prison