Composed society a system complex rotten and deformed.
Unfettered anger frustration and anguish festering the storm.
Putrid blisters of vile memories, sobriety castrates the scorn.
Impostor hypocrites who pose as friends devour each victim's form.
Again, again I plunge my pen this cauldron of memories mourned.
Unspoken I vent forthright enigmatic in dreams I am reborn.
Unbroken, unbent, unwavering, dramatic,
I drag along the garden thorn.