i imagine my dreams before me, mine.

Warning: This poem is very violent sounding. It was intended to purge all of my anger the other day, so that is why it is full of such hatred. Just a warning so you all don't think I'm a psycho killer or something! Plus, as you will see, the whole idea was self-harm/death, not towards others.

I'm angry, frustrated

Annoyingly so

I imagine beating her senseless

I'm angry, pissed off

Aggressively so

I imagine the slitting of her throat

I'm angry, hurt

Painfully so

I imagine her slow death

I'm angry, enraged

Brutally so

I imagine watching the life leave her eyes

I'm angry, hateful

Deadly so,

I imagine laughing at her funeral

I'm angry, depressed

Overwhelmingly so

I imagine that she is me

I'm alive, enlightened

Breathtakingly so

I imagine my dreams before me.

Mine.