newark

another very rough draft

Misogynistic Gentleman


Keeper of faith
Righter of wrong
Like a Misogynistic Gentleman
All that I am - is an oxy Moran

I fought for me life
Now struggle to survive
The sun is my best friend
Yet I dislike its company

Night is my enemy
But darkness I crave
I embrace that which offends
Keeping good at a safe distance

Sleep is something I barely remember
From a time when I was a weakling
Mindless chores fill my evening
While the innocent and ignorant rest

Pain keeps me alive
Breaking through the numbness
Reminding me I lived
To die another day

My body is abused
My mind still bruised
Never have I been lost
Only tired and confused