A Hateful High Tide

When I'm hateful I feel like the high tide
pushing and pulling with retaliation
Aggravated to the point of destruction
I can take it no more

The world turns black and bleak with my presence
as I unleash the ultimate power of my demise
Attacking my enemies, hoping they are demolished
but I feel the satisfaction of knowing
I've changed them forever

As my malevolent grin fades away
to a pleasant smile
the world transforms to an ignorant bliss
Peace and calm has returned, for now