When anger has no release the mind is a dangerous playground…
A lesson in vengeance
Burns in my heart
Darkening my countenance
Taking me by storm
Raging within me
Tempest of fate
Building flame
Growing inside
Threats of violence
Primal urges
Thirst and Hunger
A Beast
Howling for release
Control waning
Closing my eyes
To a wash of Red
The only wine
Crimson flowing
A rush of copper
Seeping in
Drawing out
Moments to savor
Only too swiftly
Dies and fades away
Revenge taken
Empty again
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