Sound Of Revenge~Tessa
What is this sound,
that fills the room within my mind?
That borrows my thoughts and makes it into
its own kind?
So soothing,
the melodies that lingers on my ear,
Yet so arrogant and destructive, that calms me...
yet leaves me in despair.
So discomforting, yet it bring me great joy,
To hear this sound that builds, yet destroys.
It was all in my head...
or so i thought.
It’s the sound of those souls now dead,
that left me in distraught.
Recognizing my doing was all too much,
too much power from just one touch.
How, Just how, Am i being tormented...
By that which doesn’t even live?
It’s not like i’m sorry for hurting those now dead...
Their your knife, my back. My gun... Their head.
This poem was written by Tessa~ A fifteen year old who has developed an obsession for writing from a much younger age. P.S Please recognize my work...
