Anger
I am anger, a beast in the cold,
I hide in the blood of your veins,
I lurk within your soul.
I am anger, a grudge that you hold,
The retribution of your enemies,
Should I be free to roam.
I am anger, a work of your own,
A relentless force of strength,
That you have never known.
I am anger, a beast of my own,
Should you need my fury,
Where to find me, you will know.
- Larry
Fury
Fury is swift,
It is an eagle that catches it prey,
While it wonders unaware of it's fate.
Fury is strong,
A force that knows no defense,
A form of chaotic damage.
Fury is madness,
Guided by zeal or foolishness,
Only to be found by regret or death.
- Larry
Painful, Silent Truth
Don't walk towards me, I am not well,
Don't talk to my soul, I am in pain.
Do not even think about trying,
For my beast is hungry for blood.
It thirst for a thrill of violence,
But I must not give it such pleasure.
Give me food for my thoughts,
That wisdom may feed my heart.
Let me drink water for my soul,
So that peace may abound and flow.
Don't walk towards me, but I will be well,
Don't talk to my soul, I will heal on my own.
- Larry
No comments:
Post a Comment