Anger

Ah, I want to feel the breath slowly fading in my tightening grasp
I want to feel the spirit of him fading because of my fingers
I want to see and feel the darkness of the blood
I want to be called "satanic" because I deserve it,
not because just anyone wants to call me so
I want that person to repent and scream in fear
I want him to die slowly in relentless agony
To die with the darkest death possible.... 

recently, my mind is full of such
And whose fault is it?

You who are supposed to want the best for me
Are as selfish as a brute 
As useless as a fish without water
I want you to realize that
As your fears gurgle in your throat as voiceless screams...


~xz0ner
24 Jan 99

http://xz0ne.cjb.net
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