A Distasteful Narrative

A wickedness fills me
I can sense it grow beyond me
My control, my will
A demon possesses me
Trival affairs infuriate me
Needless, ridiculous
An anger so strong, so vast
That a laugh seeps from the depths of me
Ironic or merely corrupt?
My devilish imagination
Trotures my conscience with rejoice
Yet that grin spreads from my frown
That chaotic animosity
To nothing in paticular
Just the world and all it's inhabitants
As if they do some wrong
I hate them, hate them all

Reviews

[Nobody.]

I know that feeling. good to get it out. nice raging angry piece of art usually helps. this is well written. I felt it.
cheers!
RG

[Greg Skura]

Hate is only misguided love. Keep on writing!