(Ah, I always enjoy this one. *Eyes twinkle*)
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Dear Condescending Idiots,
I feel anger because of you.
My anger is a crispy frosty white
Creeping up on you, innocent & pretty
Blinding you in a cold, hateful assault
It smells like deception; a sickly sweet perfume, cloying & stuffy
It tastes like revenge for the tears you once caused; anemic but fulfilling like rice
It sounds like the silence after a nuclear explosion; sharp crackles & indistinct moans
It feels like pins & needles: A method of protecting the brain by cutting off all feeling
It feels like agony; tongues of ice so unimaginably cold, only flames licking would register
It looks like the unnatural white of a vampire’s skin; cold, eternal, & dangerous
My anger is an assassin..
Sincerely (& with much hate),
Your Nemesis
YOU ARE READING
Dreams
Non-FictionNotes and reports on little happenings in my life, a daydream, and a few rules I try to live by.
