Snap

A poem about introspective duality and having ni fixed sense of purpose.

I can hear you..
But I can't make out your words.
Ill? You seem to say...
I'm perfect, don't be absurd..
Your voice is friendly enough
But your presence scares me.
Your malice and animosity
It's an aura I can see.
Your smile is pleasant
But your eyes, sinister and dark
Tell me you're hiding real pain
With malice, I see the spark...
But Now I am aware of your pain
It seems to be mine aswel.
I can feel your hurt...
And my heart seems to swell.
Why can't I hear you clearly?
Oh why can't you just be clear..
You're voice seems so far off
But it's evident that you're near.
Suddenly reality dawns...
This pain I feel is my own.
The anguish I feel is too real
Agony straight to the bone.
But now I understand...
To release you I need to unseal
The monster That is inside me
Losing my soul is the deal.
To everyone that has ever hurt me,
I'm finally ready to wage..
A war against the world at large
And let all my demons rage..
The beast inside me awakens
I gladly let him take charge ..
As it growls in sinister pleasure
At finally being free,
Its snarl is the end of all things
It looks up and I see...
I smile as I finally see you..
In the mirror your eyes are still,
And now I can finally hear you
That single word you speak... 'KILL'

Author's Note

Another piece that has had very little in the way of revisions or changes... I like this one Raw