Sick And Twisted
This poem embodies my writing ethic. I can only write when I'm really depressed. I feel a certain surge of inspiration when I'm depressed. When I don't feel that surge of depressing inspiration, I can't write a word.
Sick And Twisted
by Jack50rkoI find bliss in Agony,
I find peace in pain,
Is my mind so sick and twisted?
Or is this chaotic world to blame?
I don't yearn for happiness,
I don't hope for joy,
I wish only for tragedy,
And the pain it employs.
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5 COMMENTS
Manahill Naik
April 25, 2017 - 15:19 The last lines. *-*Jack50rko
April 25, 2017 - 21:25 Haha Thank you manahillManahill Naik
April 26, 2017 - 11:57 Someone who spells my name right. ^Jack50rko
April 26, 2017 - 21:11 I know you more than you think.Manahill Naik
April 27, 2017 - 15:07 Thats what's creepy :p