"courrier" poems
I feel my anger rising
Though all my deep despising
I feel my fury soar
Surrounded by things i abhor
You let me slip through your fingers
Vengence replaces a love that lingers
Tip toe tip toe past my mind
All these answers I must find
I'm not who I once was
They know not what this pain does
I am a messenger of revenge
The courrier of hatred sends
We break through his mental dam
I am the sabatoeur of stevens mind, Sam
May 23, 2016
May 23, 2016 at 6:24 PM UTC