I
H a t e
You
With a passion
And there is nothing you can
Do about it

Hill
Morty
Why
Do you do these
Things
To me
Is it to add an another
Trauma on my frail mind
I wish I never meet you.

I think my
Love
Is cheating
On me
Or is
A pervert
This happeneds evens ever
Moth
It's not ***
Nor my meds
Its him.

Got in sh*t again
In school
As i remember the
Drive being faster home
Than the speed limit
I guess dad is ******.

When I was ****** at 13-14
Years of age I would
Talk my bike out at
Sun down
Dusk
And go up the edge
Of quaint
Town and see the lights
Of the next town over
Then the zen kicked in.

I died from having a scuffle with my mom.
The stress got to my heat
And killed it
Soon I am rushed to the morgue
For an emergency autopsy
I tell the ME
That it was the bullsh*t
That caused my death
Not the scuffle
The conversation continues
Until she is satisfied

My
M
O
T
H
E
R
I love her
I hate her
There is no in between
Just black and white
No shades of grey

N
U
M
B
N
E
S
S
Is all that I can feel
Today
I have shut down all
Emotion
Because the b.s.
Continues
Why
Can't p e o P l e
Leave me alone

I was talking
A walk
Hello good moring says a nice Jewish woman
We talk

Smiling

Smile fades

Then I hear a familiar sound
The recycle truck

To the recycling truck "******* **** *******"
Flipping him the bird




In front of the woman

The recycling guy
Had better
Hope that
There is a real life
Re-animator
When I get my
Hands on him
For he destroyed
My morning