IT

IT

Ever have so much rage,
Your words couldn't fit on the page?
Well that's how I am,
So how do I cram,
The universe on here,
I want you all to sense my anger,
But I wont swear,
I wont be negative,
I wont deface,
I will write my words,
Explain my anger,
The way only a human can,
The feeling in your chest,
The heat that rises to your eyes,
That makes them water,
That makes them SCREAM,
That makes every molecule of your body tingle,
All because of a single,
And it Pains me to say it,
Human.
Well that's my position,
So what will I do?
Find out ITs name and place which he resides?
The den of the Dragon?
The Burrow of the beast?
To forsaken IT,
To say the least.
No.
I Write these words,
Cause a wise man once said,
The pen is mightier then the Sword,
So I plunge this pen,
Deep into the monsters heart,
In the Hopes ink fills ITs veins,
And IT feels my pains,
THAT is my Wish,
Oh What a GIFT it would be,
To know IT got what IT deserves,
But such actions would be too nice,
To finish IT,
Before IT could think twice,
But the poor Dame in which IT ravaged,
Thought of it more then twice,
Its been apart of her entire life,
So I cast down these words,
From the vengeful hand of a Human,
I wish IT no harm,
I hope no one catches this Lie,
For the truth is,
I wish IT to Die.