Psychopath

Alan R

Loud noises
Of the sound of their voices 
And some just quietly
Manipulate our choices

And all these voices
Trying to stir chaos
Are enabled by the humble
Putting their souls on pause

Getting off 
On this induced pain
Not for the growth or self love
But for a selfish nerve gain

If the universe could curb
The existence of this creed
Of panic and misery
Most of us would be freed.


-Al

  • Author: Alan R (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 10th, 2024 08:01
  • Category: Reflection
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  • Thomas W Case

    Tremendous work. You nailed it.

  • Alan R

    Thanks 😊



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