My god...
This reminded me of this guy I saw at one of my school's open mics. They turned off the lights and he was wearing glow-in-the-dark paint fashioned almost like a witch doctor. His poetry almost sounded like a curse: how he was talking about Hell and what will rise up from the depths. And right after, he booked it outside in such a dramatic fashion.
That was the most uncomfortable I've ever felt listening to poetry. I was afraid he was going to do something like what this kid did. This is so disheartening...
