You will feel my wrath. <br />My echoing pain, only a minute to unleash. <br />Vile thoughts beseech me, <br />How I never thought such feelings could upsurge within me. <br />I bet you feel satisfied about yourself now. <br />To see me so worked up over your childish immaturity. <br />I despise how it gets to me. It eats at my soul. <br />I can feel it beneath my pale skin. <br />Like I am unnaturally taken over by this loathing anger. <br />Anger. Oh so much savage anger. <br />At the tip of my nose, I need to let it go. <br />No longer can I sit on only a simple want of revenge. <br />I need to scream, emotions are roaring. <br />I stand, my arms expand. <br />And they wrap around your confidence, now crushed by mine. <br />How it sickens me to see your worthless face. <br />I can no longer can I even look at you. <br />Not even for a quarter of a second. <br />Oh, you will feel my wrath. <br />My echoing pain, only a second to unleash.<br /><br />Sam Fer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-echoing-pain-1-3-08/
