Fire vs Dry Ice

I was mad at alot of people this day because they do wrong things. Its not really about the military for war persay. It is more along lines between war with family! if that makes since... Very Angry as I wrote this.

You sit there on your "so called throne"

 

As your heart molds into dry ice!

 

Your blood is pumping from your heart, and enters into your vains...

 

Your so dam tingly, people know when you are coming,

 

So they run the other way.

 

You talk trash everyone you see, including your own family.

 

Then you turn around and say you love them...

 

Your talk is CHEAP!!

AND I think your funny!!!

 

Love is not cold, love is pure!

 

And NOW I have something to say; and you are going to shut up and listen to me!!

 

Because ther's a new sheriff in town, and this one is not turning away!!!

 

No Matter how much you burn!

 

So go ahead and smirk with your lame a*s crew!!! and believe what you want...

 

because I know its not true!

 

When you least expect it, you are going to push me the wrong way!

 

Then my wrath will over power me, and then we will see...

 

Who will be the last one smirking and Standing!

Author's Note

It is what I was feeling on that day.

Reviews

[Adrian K. Smith]

There are many ways in which we find that we choose to deal or choose not to deal with anger. There is something sublime to be found in a good vent, a good rant, and a good just letting people have it with a raw explosion of words. It is not the same as driving that finger into somebody's chest while the spittle flies with such brutal vitriol as to make a stone cry. It is not the same as getting in the car, rolling the windows down, turning the music up, putting that pedal to the floorboard, and putting lives at stake. It is not the same as allowing it to fester within, to become that bane that eventually drowns us in some pathetic malaise, and forever leaves us less than we could have been. No, the vent - the rant - oh joy is he or she that can let the words bleed forth upon the page and exorcise themselves of the rage...

[Wildecat]

I like people who can walk the walk and talk the talk, nice write.