Eyes irritated by unshed tears.
Teeth gnashed together in rage.
My minds been invaded by long lost fears,
and It's set my broken heart ablaze.
"My dagger holds the promise of your imminent doom,
as my fingers tremble with anticipation."
I wake from this dream in my own horrid room.
The result of a sick imagination.
I wish I could cherish and kiss you my love,
but this bitterness devours my soul.
This anger, this hate, doesn't come from above.
But I cannot deny it anymore.