Deep within
is a whole other side of me.
I hardly ever let it out.
Its dangerous and hungry for a fight.

When its out you better hide.
My blood begins to boil.
My anger rising.
I'm about to strike.

My eyes turn black.
My fists turn deadly.
My strength builds.
This is only the beginning.

My other side is wicked.
Its cruel and unforgiving.
It wont take a sorry or a plead for forgiveness.
its on the prowl.

My other side is dormant at the moment.
But its always lurking near the surface.
If i get mad its hard to control.
My other side is a fighter.