1 January 2013
This is one of oldest poem I wrote at age 6 or so, and came to fact that I was an angry child #hate #anger #rage #revenge ------------------------
Standing at top of my world Looking down to people Life-size of ants Revenge can be so sweet It is when the darkness comes out A Darkness that runs in my veins Veins that are throbbing with blood Blood that are filled with Rage Rage is bursting out through my eyes Oh, revenge can be so sweet The day I stand on top of world My revenge will taste so sweet It is when I will burn you It is when I will burn you in ocean of fire Acid rains will fall upon you Cries echoes through the nights Screaming pierced my ears As I chuckles dryly As soon as morning sun rises Silence cuts through the day like knife As I stand on top of world Watching the earth burns Burns with fire, acid and plauges. Yes, revenge will taste so sweet As I taste your blood, Metallic tasting tingling on my tip of tongue Yes, that will be me, Standing on top of world Watching you die, One by one Yes, Petal by petal
Rage • Opuss № I