My anger
My anger, my despair, my rage
It is present in me
It lurks in the shadows of my mind
Waiting, growing, strengthening
It is ever tainting my thoughts
Every fiber of my being is put towards
Trying to contain this dark beast
My resolve is weakening
These people have hurt me, angered me, destroyed me
Am I still here, or am I a empty shell
I blame them
They don't deserve to live
Yet…. ever yet….
A small-untouched piece of my mind cry's out
They know not what they've done
Those words, that thought, that idea
Has been thought before
One man cried it out
As they killed him
He was ever, better than me
But he died none less
Just as I shall
Or shall I
My mind, my thoughts, my mentality
Will they crumble?
Or will they strengthen
Will I die or will I live
Which is better?
To die and rest at peace
Or to live and be an empty shell
My anger, my despair, my rage
Will they destroy all I love?
Will they destroy all around me?
I wish they were gone
Except…. maybe except
It is all I have left
What will I be when it is gone