Vanquished (Blood Lust)

by Heritik Tha Subliminal One   Dec 12, 2006


My torment and mysery, Bind me to this body,
Pain and suffering, Keep me alive.
Anger feeds this need, That dwells inside of me,
It insists on murdering, Begging to be free.

I get lost within this feeling, Awakening my hate,
I swim through tears of blood, left behind from your fate.
I thrive on your fear, Your terror is my drive,
Your suffering and your death, falls plagued from my eye's.

My soul aches for your end,
I am whole again.

My vains flow with rage,
I force feed you this pain.

Your death promise's me my serenity,
Vanquished....For you are my enemy.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Nobodys Hero

    Great job!
    =-)
    This poem was very good!
    5/5!!