My mind's a pistol.
it's dangerous, it scares.
When it hits you,
it's an idea beyond compare.
No paper, No books,
No Library.
Just my mind;
Extremely - extreme. It's infinity!
Read it, read it, shallow minded fools.
I don't care of your God dammit rules.
Hate me, make me,
I really don't care at all.
It's like a bullet, I'll shoot you and then you fall!
Steal it, Steal it!
It'll be insanely - insane.
I'd be wounded, I'll be in pain.
But I'll say:
"You gave me a hole.
it's like a bullet, I'll shoot you
and then you'll fall!"
Poetry by:
Mayenne Vicious
February 2009 |
Submission Name: A creative mind
