Fired up

The rage can only be held for so long bubbling under the surface.

Feel the rage begin to burn

the focused power hitting the nerve.

Blazing over my rationality, laughing at my principles.

Mocking my resistance to the onslaught of drama.

no longer will i sit by idly, watching my dreams go up in smoke.

No, now i am in control i will fight fire with fire.

I will show those who oppose me the meaning of insanity.

I will show them what Hell is truly like.
By these fires burning in my eyes

They will see how fired up i truly am.

How little i care about anything.

They will see the depths of a never ending abyss

that is the fiery pit of hell in my soul.

Author's Note

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