Death is subtle in his deception, <br />I thought he was coming... <br />he disappoints, <br />Yet again the attempt fails, <br />Why don't I just give up? <br />Because even when I try I fail. <br /> <br />Talent strewn through my career, <br />Never used, but there none the less, <br />Genius prevails the vapour of my breathe. <br />Why was it never used? <br />Why was it abused? <br />Now I want nothing but revenge. <br /> <br />I abused myself, I used me, <br />Now I ponder, <br />How to revenge yourself?<br /><br />Phil Whittaker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/revenge-yourself/
