26 July 2012
Heart racing.
Standing, pacing.
Hands shaking.
Craving destruction.
My soul for the devils taking.
With a design in mind.
Chaos plus the blind.
A deadly weapon.
Setting your target, eyes on the bullseye.
Guilt eating me alive.
I thrive on the adrenaline.
Unable to tell a lie.
The truth constantly shows its face.
Until the lies spill.
Relief consumes.
Rising fumes.
Working to hang up your words.
Your back turned.
Adrenaline pulls me under.
Standing in the middle of a storm.
Rain, lightning, thunder.
Crashing down.
Falling to my knees, hand touching the vibrating ground.
Thunder echoing off the sky.
In the middle of an abandoned field.
Holding an umbrella as my shield.
Waiting for the lightning strike me.
Seeking the rush, turning to ash.
Adrenaline • Opuss № I