Here’s a free verse poem i wrote. It took me ages too. It’ll probably win a literally prize
A seething ball of rage,
Rolls and boils in turmoil in the inner lyons of my stomach.
I wake with the delusion that it is a yesterday,
But then the today thaws through the deluded day,
Then the reality cracks into existence,
And bursts it’s shit all over me face and makes me drink it’s piss.