So nail me
To the cross!
I'll be the martyr
But with a heavy cost!
I didn't deserve the slander,
Or or the ridicule and hurt
I was only trying to be me
Whilst suffering from hurt.
Label me an addict,
Label me a drunk
But I tell you, man:
To opinionize through
"Baby blue eyes"
Makes you a hypocritical f*ck!
I've watched you beat a man
I've stopped you hit a girl
I've watched you piss
In your own sick
So neither are you free, yourself, from
This Self destructive whurl.
So point your finger at me
Tell others I'm a waste.
While you surround yourself
With wash- off friends,
I'll be with mine till the end.
So consider this you coward:
You can hide behind a screen
And hurl insults all day long
But I've suffered and I'm clean
So what you say about me
Are nothing more than lies!
Maybe you are stuck In the past
Or maybe, I hope, you realise
Your true, insignificant size!
Find Peace.
~Ewan AD Roy
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Author:
Ewan AD Roy (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: \\\"Social justice warriors\\\", the people the write slanderous things about others...\r\nWell we have words too, sharp enough and deep enough to nullify your misspelled, insulting dross with no punctuation.\r\nRant over.\r\nLove you guys,\r\nRoyboy
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