Here is the first poem in the duet that I eventually came to write about my ex. The second one is called Shattered Dreams. No hard feelings.
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I see life as it is,
Only in shades of Red.
My hatred is my demon,
and it will never go to bed
I donít know why I am this way,
The hate is within my very soul
To me it is quite justified,
But people say my heart is coal
In my head I scream for justice,
To fix what has been wrong.
Then the world turns against me,
the weak versus the strong
Sometimes I can only see the faults,
Even in the ones I love.
My rage fits me so easily,
Like a spiteful little glove
If you see my demon raging,
I think you better run.
I wonít stop until Iím satisfied,
And black out your little sun.
Am I Dr. Jeckle?
Or am I really Mr. Hyde?
My seething hatred washes over me,
like the oceans deadly red tide
The demon laughs at my attempts to fight it,
his strength is undeniable,
he slaughters all then disappears,
making me liable.
It seemed quite impossible,
to control the bubbling evil inside me,
until one fateful day,
I met a beautiful girl named Tori.
She quelled the storm that constantly plagued me,
her smile ordered him to slumber.
After only a few seconds,
I realized I that loved her.
I asked her why was I always so angry?
Why the shades of red made my vision blur,
She told me I had been mad because,
I had not been together with her.