I want to punch your face
Until I am punching floor mixed with flesh
Unfortunately I have just written a formal complaint
As is customary
But the feeling is still there
And I hope every word is a punch to your liars face
And I hope after this is over you feel like you have space
Only for your stomach to sink
When you begin to think
He's not the sort of person to let something like this go
And I'm sorry but people do bad things
They say they are following orders
Or doing a job
But the fact is you came for me
And like all little shits
Hiding behind institutions
You don't expect reprisal
Well hello, here I am
@BlockchainDevil
Irish Writer, Poet, & Lover