Avenge the Trapped

As the tears streaked down my loathing cheeks

I couldn't help but feel a blaze ignite in my stomach

An epiphany struck me and sunk me in my vodka

The lust I had felt for you frosted over in hatred

My visions of us being together forever skewed until there was nothing except the blackness of petroleum

The crystal necklace you gave me last Christmas was on my desk across the room

There was nothing masculine about what you did

If you think us getting married was correct, you’re false

You don’t know how horribly you’re mistaken

It’s my turn for revenge

My poor helpless soul will be avenged

I’m a hybrid of brutality and relentlessness

There’s a storm comin’ at you 

With the velocity of a thousand comets

Reviews

[Elwyn]

Lots of strong emotions here (but you're poems are rather famous for it!). Lots of amazing descriptions here! "velocity of a thousand comets" is one of my favorites. You also have more pizzazz here than usual! For instance, instead of just using the word "black," you added in the "blackness of petroleum." It suggests not only a darkness, but an uncomfortable, sickly, and toxic darkness. Just those two words added so much more to your poem and that's really the amazing part about poetry.