This pounding red pushing my heart to its limit.
The shaking of my hands fueled by boiling blood.
My eye's grow dark and I lose my self.
I become something else.
A storm tearing apart the world.
Desecration raining down an injustice to the innocent around me.
Dark thoughts consume my once gentle soul.
I no longer remember where one begins and the other ends.
This feeling that retched control from my soul.
This cloud of evil that governs my thoughts.
Till I crave nothing.
But to destroy you which I held so dear
Am I a man?
Or am I a monster?
Yet nothing more than a puppet lost.
A beast screaming out at no one in particular.