Strength is weakness
When it's out of control
When you steamroll
Over an entire home
Like a tornado spinning
Everybody hitting
Not a body left, it
Wrecks all around it
When does it stop?
When I'm at the top,
Using corpses for blocks?
When nobody knocks
Because I'm all alone
On a choking throne
Of a broken home
The broken's all my own
Fault.
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The 2023 Poetry Anthology
PoetryAn ongoing anthology of every poem I will write in 2023. A wide range of tones and subjects will be explored, from the silly to the saddening. Join me as I document this poetical journey through 2023.
