I'm Waiting
Smoldering
Burning
HurtingDeep within.
They are not something you can simply step away from,
Foolish if you believe you could.No
No
No
No
No
No
No
No
NoYou can't get away.
It's in your blood.
It's in your bone.You can't stop it from seeping into your everyday life
Your everyday routineThe anger that swells deep within your chest.
The burning hatred.
The passion of wrath
And rage
And the need for revengeThe exotic cocktail of bitter and pain
Salt in the wound
I'll be waiting
Waiting for you to lose controlFor the nasty little thoughts within your head to finally be acted upon
For the bodies that will start to pile up
For the pain you've decided to pass onto others
For the relief you feel when they
scream
cry
bleed
and dieI'll be there
You won't be going through it aloneSo just know I'm waiting
I know, you'll snap
And
I'll be there when you do...
YOU ARE READING
My Twenty Poems
PoetryHere I shall write my thoughts and feelings and ideas in strange poems. Get ready for a bumpy ride, because this will go all over. Quick warning, this is covering some serious and non-serious topics so please take risk. ☆~Completed~☆