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by Alaskan Husky   Jan 17, 2023


Perversion at the worst of my day is an onslaught of incessant travesty. Malice coupled with the blatant and obvious disrespect pains me so. The cut you left on my soul is as permanent and deliberate as the agony it causes-and truly as deep. With people filling their carnal appetites with my character slandered I am publicly harassed and stalked for months left to cry through the nights and days. Judges as heretics. Unwanted attention and indecency insurmountably became my day today. I have no acclaim to the hypocrisy except that I am still residing in the same community who begs me to disdain the contemporary arts and disregard my peace without due cause. The second time I asked for civility was mocked and insured my crown as victim. Never knew the party was a mosh pit of unregulated nonsense and distorted illusions filled with treachery and deviance. Awkward and silent I am becoming for lack of control and the games at hand have spilled over into violent doom. May my chastity and pious attributes stay intact and God willing my life be spared for lack of knowing about the truest forms of misery. I do not want this attention. Thanks so much.

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