Paradise through the eye of a noose

I do not wish to alarm you with my ghastly contemplations about my demise, but I thought it be wise to share my misunderstood thoughts.

My fellow homo sapiens do not wish to entertain the world that lies beyond the thick rope as fear of the unknown has crippled their psyches.

I glared at the small portal which holds so many mysteries as it could guide me to a better world free from the burdens offered by humanity.

These thoughts provide a great escape away from expectations brought about by imperfect beings utilizing every opportunity to ridicule others.

Need I remind you the mind dwells on the nature of one’s demise whether they agree to these trailers on films they wish not to entertain?

I find comfort in the noose for my imagination aids as an escape from a world that does not wish to accept my true nature.

For no one truly has the gull to admit, that a villain is merely a man who sees the world for what it is and has the courage to save himself from its clutches.

THE BITTER POET