I must admit, it's intoxicating indeed.
I feel it overpowering, the need to set it free.
The mere urge to let it take over me.
Heart beats to a specific rhythm, like when you are ready for something big.
Take a deep breath, close the eyes.
For a second or two, I feel like screaming, grinning.
Raise my fist and yet there's no battle I can see.
But the real battle lies within.
The final decision of whether to let the small amount of innocence left in me wilt away,
if to allow the rage within me, take over.
But that, that'd be hell in one spot.
Unsure what to portray.
Must admit its quite empowering to roam alone,
but I will not lie when I say I search for you,
the one who will make me company in the midst of my darkness
and when I shine like the sun.
I can't deny, I desire both.
Enough innocence to remain pure to one,
and enough rage to not let myself be trampled all over by them.
As for tonight,
I only have one urge, one desire to fulfill;
kick your damned a**.
View User's Journal
Sy
thoughts, words and everything in between. NOW SCRAM!
J/k. Don't tear a page off though.
 |
