by Ferell Anderson

Created on: April 25, 2010

CONSUMES

Revenge rages forward

from a dreadful decision;

from betrayals and broken promises,

stirring my ferocious vision.

Revenge plotted, revenge planned.

My agitated and battered thoughts

become a waiting profound relief;

trumping  deceptions’ pure deceit.

My adversary shall surely face

the wage of my revenge.

For it will come slowly bit by bit;

making all the senses cringe.

Can a heart overflowing with love

become that icy teeming with hate?

The sweetness has turned bitter;

sinking into its abysmal  fate.

Revenge is frozen, revenge is sweet.

Revenge is mine; wheezing at my feet.

It consumes my soul, my every pant.

Yet… it is I… who loses blissful sleep.

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