i find myself writing about feelings i really hate a lot. i'm not really sure why? maybe it's kind of a vent, like i can't stand it just sitting there i need it to be in words that can be placed away from me. who knows. anyway, here is another poem about some bad **** that makes me feel sick.

also, this rhyme scheme reminds me of getting something stuck in your throat. like you can't really read it smoothly, it's like choking almost? i really like it, it's jerky and not right and it fits with how this feels.