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Freedom comes via ink and pen
Anger boils under seared skin
Words terrorize paper with macabre sin

Writing begins to beat with a stable pulse
Agonies scrawled without legal recourse
Violent thoughts transcribed by the quill’s impulse

Memories of personal horrors no longer deferred
Hand writes on whim, thoughts brimming undeterred
Hostility erupts in stories unheard

Re-traumatized converting morbidity into words
Conscience contorted, left horridly disturbed
Cognitive distortions compounds emotional plights absurd

Despite prior dastardly hesitations
Slowly escaping the grasp of procrastination
Rage lowers to a simmer as thoughts achieve manifestation

Fireplace fuel

Notebook opens
Ink pot spills
Writings illegible
Paper mocks me with ill-will

Don’t vilify me
Your contrived thoughts will be met with resistance

Don’t try to understand me
Your simple thoughts will be twisted into complexity

Don’t deny me
Your breath reeks of duplicity

Don’t label my existence
Your thoughts are fueled by hypocrisy’s persistence

Don’t stand there looking perplexed
Your constant judging defies commonsense

Bereft of Talent

Prose composed out of disorderly thought
Nonsensical experiences ineffably taught
Words scribbled into unintelligible naught

Thoughts of fiction and truth violently collided
Aberrant ideas and torrid emotions intertwined
Pen travels warily across paper terribly misguided

Writings and stories inhale and exhale with repulse
Sweat dripping, mind racing, morals sinking
Concepts littered on tree skin manifested on impulse

Trashcans erupt with writings rejected
Creativity dissembled by negativity reflected
Self-sabotage leaves artistic endeavors dejected