Death's Touch

Anger, being pissed off ,and rage oh my....

Theres a killer in us all,

others pushing buttons.

Extracting the demon within,

seeing through my minds eye.

The morbid thoughts of death to others.

Theres a fury living in me,

tasting distructions bliss.

The pain of others fills me with happiness,

bloods filling the streets,

knee deep in the thought.

I open my eyes,

finally  I realize.

Tasting the fury my pulse races to the thought.

The pain that fills me,

got to find an escape, 

before I'm overcome by the shades of grey.

Hatred feeds the anger,

anger sets the motion,

motion is the movement,

in which way never knowing.

Impulses of an unknown desire,

filling my mind with thoughts.

Nightmares turning reality,

It's never gonna stop,

till death pays his visit.

Meeting in the middle,

I'll do my part if he does his.

Existance is just a bridge from one reality to the next. Bringing order out of chaos.

Society is built of seven deadly sins.

I'm living just one.

Reviews

[Blade & Blood (The ..]

I've fallen in love again with another one of your poems. Dude, this one completely described the way I think about people... only I'm far too lazy to act upon it... That's good, right? lol Well, my sins of Wrath and Sloth cancel out, I guess.

Anyways, I like what you've got here. It's definitely got some philosophy that many would agree with. :)

Ironically Yours.

[Butterflymom]

Another wonderfully written, well expressed piece. I enjoyed the rawness, and the honesty. You are brillant!