Ramdom Letters

IV

Anger is intense,
intense like the wolves,
ready to eat,
your undeniable souls.

Soon I followed,
the pack of blacks,
who turned the flooring,
red like the pool of blood.

Now it's here,
it's your turn to die,
It'll eat you alive,
like how the cat ate the mice.

It's eager to eat,
for they starved her for ages,
not feeding her for years,
under the black dark cages.

Run and hide,
like the poor mice did forever,
but soon you'll die,
from the eating monster.

I stood and watched,
while the monster eats,
swallowing your dear life,
like a delicious meat.

I swear I tried,
just for you to survive,
to drive and strive,
in the anger that guides.

Then I saw a mirror,
I screamed and cried in horror,
it's the mice that died,
along with it's depths and sorrow.

🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵

I know it's a bit long and rubish, but I was carried away by my inspiration.

-Xvia