"The anger takes over like an infection, a disease. There is no cure for rage. It becomes me"
Its so hard to play the nice guy
when I just want to punch a wall,
break the skin and bones.
You will be my downfall...
...No, I can't just blame you
for the red discoloration on my face,
the heat and hate boiling inside.
I'm ready to seal your fate...
Not with a kiss this time,
more like a cold blade,
sharp and two-edged, I'll slice
...until your soul fades.
I'm running rampant inside,
ready to combust.
My mouth tastes of fire,
...burning blood and rust.
I'm using all my might to fight this,
but the anger is just too strong.
I'm starting to slip again,
perhaps...I was already gone.
© 2011 Nikki Wicked