Silent night the creeps will crawl, I’m on the edge.
Rage colorful, rash, uncontrollable actions and feelings.
I’m heartbroken the weeping heard from miles around.
Hate used to fuel my revenge when I came for you father.

True power for those who know themselves best.
Pride is accepting of the mistakes of my life, still learning about myself.
Lost a sense of who I was, causing pain within.

Happiness is a glorified peace for my mind.
Love in the trickery of my heart, not knowing hurt from help.
Passion, the endless care for those I hate, wronging me never again.
Emotions are giant bombs waiting to explode, ending it all.