I want a cruel poetrythat infiltrates the shadows of everything 

gives you to fire, cuts you to pieces , you and

your feelings , lies, truth

all in one, one in all

to write the silences and metamorphoses

prisons and reasons

a cruel poem for cruel humans 

being only human you have the bigger cross. 

I want a cruel poem that burns

more of a nauseating alcoholic,

Liar seeking attention,

bitches dressed with pain

cruel poem for ordinary people

that poetry is not,

lashes of blades on skulls and flowers,

we all wither , no escape seeking,

Dying is not easy, but you all are so dead. 

My dying is living with courage to be but myself.

Cruel poetry – shredding myself.

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