The Bad ThreeA Poem by H. E. SchreiterRage A fire burning Me from within Hatred A shadow strangling Out all the light and love Anger Raging out of control Like a rushing river Screaming and yelling Are symptoms of their plague Like a truth serum They make me speak my mind Revealing all my secrets I’d rather keep disguised They take over My mind and body are theirs They make me do things That spread fear Things with horrible consequences Things that will get me into trouble From lying to murder I’ll never know what I’ll do Until it happens Until I have a stinging cheek Or blood stained hands Nothing can control rage, anger, or hatred Not even me I wish they could be stopped Then the world will be peaceful There would be no crime No fighting Only love and happiness Rivals of the bad three. © 2015 H. E. Schreiter |
Stats
125 Views
Added on February 4, 2015 Last Updated on February 4, 2015 AuthorH. E. SchreiterBedford, PAAboutI'm currently 19 years old and have completed my freshman year at Seton Hill University. I have been writing for a while now, but I am unsure if it is quality. more..Writing
|