Draven Cestodio

I Hate Therefore I Am

Fists clenched i speed past all that i see
Like a caged animal I walk back and forth eyes wild or crazed
My legs carry me to an unknown place for i think of other things
I need something to let all of this anger out before it drives me insane
There a door nice and solid I let my fist fly through the panes
My adrenaline flares and I go after the strong center it splinters beneath my fist
But it is not enough So my mind races thinking of what to do next
Then it realizes old furniture that

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