There’s a killer in us all
It doesn’t render flesh and bone
It goes for something much deeper
It attacks the heart and soul
It confuses and damages the mind
It feasts on insecurities and doubts
It haunts the hallow corridors of the soul
It strikes out at where it hurts the most
It doesn’t stop until it draws blood
There’s a killer in us all
And its name is anger
© Seductive Poetry
Jan 6, 2021
Jan 6, 2021 at 12:15 PM UTC
There’s a killer in us all
It doesn’t render flesh and bone
It goes for something much deeper
It attacks the heart and soul
It confuses and damages the mind
It feasts on insecurities and doubts
It haunts the hallow corridors of the soul
It strikes out at where it hurts the most
It doesn’t stop until it draws blood
There’s a killer in us all
And its name is anger
© Seductive Poetry
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