The cloud over my eyes clears
Fog, mist and blur disappear
I revel in my new-found power
For the first time, I hold the strings
For long I have felt it burn
The fire within my flaming heart
Biding it's time, multiplying by the second
Waiting to destroy, preying to devour
Now, I am wide awake
As my eyes bore into his,
His hand like ice on my face
That touch breaking into my veins
He does not remember me.
I was just a pawn on his death board
A weapon, killing masses, under his command
Well now, the power lies within me
And I can feel it pulsing to be used.
That feeling of unease
Mingled with anger
Tainted by the hurt he caused
Born from the desire for payback
Propels me to call on the new fire in my blood
Yet the fire has been ignited
As I mercilessly burn his body
His agony screams warm my cold heart of stone
I laugh as red burnt skin crumbles to ash
Thank you for this power to destroy. I smile.
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Tormented Souls And Other Poems
PoetryA look inside the minds of my characters, and my own, through poetry. All poems are original, albeit inspired by many things in this world. I may occasionally write poems about characters from other people's books, in the way that I see them. I will...
