Your Grueling Bullets Poem by Samir Actuated

I was not a sinner
The gin and rum was more than medication
how bitter and light it was
i was the hero in my world
on top of all my calamities
Smoking was cooler than a riverside
I could stop neither by heart or deed
I knew nothing else
22 and enjoying every breeze of this life
Then you went cold
Everyday your high pitched insults hit me
You cut off the money
I went berserk
You took away your food
And molded me into a half stray dog
in that cage i have lived for five years
Upon severe reflections and unrestful eyes
You came up clear in my mind full of venom
Yes a mother's love is the same from the start
Yes its true
By the heavens i never captured your heart
Neither my rod father
I was not my own potter
You searched for a life in your loins
and whatever i came forth
Now with a full brain I see
You were the masters with a foot on my neck
Where thoust written that
Time to let your horns go
for a swiveling new painless soul in me