Fights
Grinding my
teeth, and
clenching my fists.
I try to slow my breath;
To calm myself.
As anger fills my body,
I can feel it
Coursing through my veins.
Fights, fire scars.
All in my head
Things that I dream of,
reality in reach.
Fights;
I feel the need for them.
To embrace them.
Fighting anything in my path.
Fire;
The warmth of my anger.
I feed on others happiness,
The fuel of my fire:
Upsetting me, causing
disruption.
Scars; I have them all over.
Inside and out.
From battles I've face
throughout my life.
Finding out what I'm really
About;
Figuring myself out.
Battle scars, wounds; all
Worth it to know what I
know now.
As I think before i throw the
first punch,
What am I doing?
What has brought me to this?
And he talks, giving me
The answer.
Hatred,
Anger;
Fiery.
Fuel to this destructive self of mine.
Rethinking, no one can stop
this now.
The future is inevitable,
Trying to alter is would only
Lead to further destruction.
One last thought,
One last breathe.
The punch is thrown,
Future fore-sought;
Anything that happens now
Is all my fault.
And maybe I've just waited
for this day.
To know what really happens.
What I really turn out to be.
When all this could of been
Solved so simple.
And now the same anger
That coursed through my
Veins turns to ice
Slowing me down.
Getting me to think.
We're all human, we all have
Flaws.
People make mistake
But mistakes can also be prevented.
There's warning signs.
Just not everyone chooses to
Listen to them.
In the end
Fire and Ice become one.
A mixture of emotion.
Anger and Bliss.
In the end, which on is
Winning you over?
written April 22, 2011
Fights Grinding my teeth, and clenching my fists. I try to slow
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