Thursday, April 30, 2009
The insatiable want for blood
a contradiction to my desire to be humane
the intensity at which my heart pounds
a murmur brought about by anger and pain
it hurts it hurts, the cries go unnoticed
sticks and stones were the least likely weapons
finally you stop to leave one in their own suicidal destruction
a fatal mistake, should have finished the job when the opportunity beckoned
unlike a phoenix the rise was anything but graceful
but the rush of adrenalin fueled thy strength
revenge though never a motto, merely a human desire
but don't doubt me, your demise at your own hand would be heaven sent
a friend you were and i believe you thought so too
a mistake worth making for i do not regret
fun times have passed and now the holiday is over
be my nothing you have become, likewise is my request
believe me now as i utter my thoughts
i kid you not for i abhor your existence
but out of your way i shall stand and instead i bid to you
goodbye, good luck and good riddance
black&red memories.
9:20 PM