The Darker Me
The darker me is the one I hate,
the side of me that doesn't hesitate,
uncontrollable rage, when it's out,
only regrets later, when I finally cool down.
No one's safe when this side of me comes out,
say the wrong word, I'll punch you in the mouth,
that's if, i'm in a psychotic rage,
then your getting carried out on a stretcher i'm afraid.
I will hunt you and hurt you the best way I can,
by weapon, by mouth or by hand,
once your in my grips, I wont let go,
until i'm completely exhausted and can't move.
This is the side of me I really don't understand
it only started 10 years ago when I finally came back,
26 years of beating beaten with out raising a hand,
when I came back I was angry, and I was a man.
No longer would I suffer from the hands others,
not even by the hand of my mother,
couple of server assault charges in the first year I was back,
eventually a Paris Hilton for giving my girlfriend a smack.
Jail is what change me in the end,
I missed my children to much to do that again,
started a lot of groups to try and understand,
how I became that violent man.
I'm still an angry man to this day,
I have my moments where I just want to smash someones face,
but I cope and deal with it the best way I can,
I've found my triggers an have a better coping plan..
M.Mahauariki © 2012
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