Anger Mis-management

I need to crush it under,

Beat it, Break it, Bring it down.

I need to punch it so hard,

The world hears the sound.

Till it crumbles to a thousand pieces,

Into a bag of filth.

Till there’s no more of it left,

Nothing, zero, zilch.

Paradise

And somewhere in this jungle of madness

She sees many paths, one of which leads to him,

He waits. She knows.

And since forever he waits in this jungle of madness

He sees no way out - just a way in,

Only for her, Just for her, Always for her.

She walks down the path this time,

And closes the door behind,

They have found their paradise.

Cheers!

Those red roses

Have dripped of my blood

I have still drunk to you.

Those hands

Have rummaged my skin

I have still longed for you.

Those lies

Have poisoned my soul

I have still held on to you.

Come, one more time

I wait here patiently

To be destroyed by you.