Surfacing
my angers rising
coming closer to the surface.
its slowly coming.
creeping ever closer!
the other me is slinking,
slinking through my mind!
hes so enraging!
he infuriates me!
we hate each other,
but he is me!
and hes filled with rage!
through which he can not see!
we fight for dominance!
a constant battle!
we almost seem to dance,
but its a fight to the death!
when we finally agree
or when we are filled,
with so much pain we must flee.
we become one.
when we become one.
you better back off.
we will have our fun!
which is only fun for us.
we'll take out your intestines
tie them in a noose!
and hang you from them.
making sure they aren't loose!
we'll slit your throat
fill up a glass with your blood,
and force you to drink it!
untill you seem to float
in your crimson flood!
we'll burn the world
for all the pain we've felt!
and the world will fear
for we will not stop,
No we'll not shed a single tear
you think im crazy
you think your friends are crazy.
you havent seen us!
and if you have
do not fuss
we are angry
we are enraged!
we dont get hungry
when we feast
and release the beast.
when we release the beast
dont try to run
dont even hide.
that only increase the fun!
so when you see us,
just hope and pray,
that its only me!
because if we fray
you may pay,
with your life!
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