Don't push me.
I am a force to be reckoned with.
My words can castrate you,
decapitate you,
depreciate you.
Don't push me.
My words are a hurricane
that will rip down the house
you've built on your righteous soul.
My words are a tsunami
that will sink the ship
you sail across your radical sea.
My words are a tornado
that will tear you straight
from your solid ground.
Don't push me.
I weave tales of anger and woe
that force themselves into your mind,
that break you from the inside,
tales that take you past
your comfort zone.
Don't push me.
I can make you fall with this poem.
I can make you cry with my story.
I can make you scream with a few words.
Don't push me.
I am a force to be reckoned with.
Mar 19, 2012
Mar 19, 2012 at 10:09 PM UTC
Don't push me.
I am a force to be reckoned with.
My words can castrate you,
decapitate you,
depreciate you.
Don't push me.
My words are a hurricane
that will rip down the house
you've built on your righteous soul.
My words are a tsunami
that will sink the ship
you sail across your radical sea.
My words are a tornado
that will tear you straight
from your solid ground.
Don't push me.
I weave tales of anger and woe
that force themselves into your mind,
that break you from the inside,
tales that take you past
your comfort zone.
Don't push me.
I can make you fall with this poem.
I can make you cry with my story.
I can make you scream with a few words.
Don't push me.
I am a force to be reckoned with.
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