Fallacy

anger for a friend lost

Fallacy

 

This will cease

I swear it out of my mind

The secreting anger

The emotion that fuels such thoughts

My bold friend

Shall I strike

Or shall I…

Or shall I disclose

To a different manner

One that will fend off

Warding the black figures

That swivel and wisp there

This will cease

I swear it out of my mind

The secreting anger

Shall be the blood that fuels

Whose shall it be

My bold friend

Shall I destruct

Or shall I…

Or shall I disclose

To a much different manner

One that will kill

My demons

Or the one that

Influences

Maybe.

Maybe so.

 

Reviews

[jesthepoet]

I like it!