Deep… Dark… Seething…

I sit here awash in a seething rage that has my hands shaking and my mind honed to a razor sharp edge – an edge I would most joyously implement in the destruction of the seat of this anger.  Seething is an emotion so primal that it leaves me frothing with the brutal urge to end something – something that does not deserve to be.  I exist; this world exists; this world feeds my existence in equal measure to that in which I feed it.  I wish to extinguish from my world that which pollutes it.

Darkness is something I am no stranger to; my meandering path has lead me in this direction many times before, yet I have chosen the dim shadows over the darker abyss as I believe myself to be a creature worthy of the lifeline that pulls me back from this dismal pit of consumption.  Oh…

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  1. Thank you for reblogging this, Gloria!! 😀

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  2. You are very welcome, Nina. it’s my pleasure!

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