Restriction of blood flow
a torrent of thoughts
with no place to go.
Limitations of reality
a soul destroying fatality.
Confinement. Confine me
within your walls of conformity
your abnormalities
displayed in crimson
blood against the walls
of society.
I am circumscribed by your delusional
realities
the inbred specialities
of commercialised
nationality.
Karen Hayward ©2015.
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Welcome to my blog! Here you will find different forms of creative writing, lots of swearing, erotic poetry, random thoughts, beautiful imagery, but most of all you will find a version of truth. My truth, this is the way that I see the world. However, all of my work is a form of creative writing, a combination of truth and fiction. I write to express my creativity, not my needs!
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