Where does my bitterness reside?
My hate, a flame, forever abides.
Unholy darkness stains my soul.
My anger festers, a wound that never healed.
Through wicked thoughts, I find my twisted voice.
My wrath unleashed, my heart devoid of choice.
A blackened heart, filled with malice and spite,
Forever bound to this eternal night.
The ink I wield, a blade of piercing spite.
Each word I write ignites a vengeful fight.
Within these lines, my venom unfolds.
A tale of hatred, cruel and bold.
My twisted muse, born from seething disdain.
With every verse, my fury shall remain.
I paint with words, my canvas soaked in rage.
An endless symphony of vengeance on the page.
My darkened soul, forever trapped, it seems,
In this abyss where hate and anger teem.
Though years may pass, my fury shall not wane,
For deep within, it will eternally reign.
So let my poetry be a testament,
To the depths of my eternal resentment.
For in each line, my hate shall vividly stay,
Forever burning, never fading away.
©viralfreak
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