Hope you people like this peice, I changed my style again lol. By the way this is The Witness.
The razor bites through my veins like a viper
Unleashing the inner pain of a writer
Gripping this pen, words are my paranormal potion
My blood mixes with ingenuity and emotion
Devotion to writing, poetry is my liberator
I feel like a free man, when I put pen to paper
Dismantle haters, let them dive into my flow
Watch with a smile, as I take pride in what I wrote
Day dreaming, watching humankind fade to black
Tear myself away from reality, and revel in my paperback
Roald Dahl set it in cement, ‘A little nonsense now and then,
is cherished by the wisest men.’ now I know what he meant
This rage that I vent onto this page, finally released from its cage
Will devour your soul, and work wonders for your mental age
I sit, pen in hand, reciting old war poems, and William Blake’s class
‘The Tiger’ is etched in my mind, as I feel this storm pass
I drop the pen, until I come alive again, because the wisest men
Need a little nonsense……….now and then.