My Sweet Revenge

The rage makes me shake.
My fists clench unconsciously,
the nails bite into my palms.
I welcome this true and honest pain.
The tears slid down my face,
as my body trembles
and the choking sobs
rip from my throat.
I don’t recognize these sounds,
these sounds of my pain.
My lungs beg for air,
as the sobs block my throat.
The shaking won’t stop,
the tears keep coming.
I scream “I hate you”.
Even though you can’t hear me,
it feels good to state my defiance.

My heart is missing,
a hole is ripped in my chest.
My brain wants to push the pain away,
but I can’t.
It never leaves me this pain.
No matter how far I run
I can’t out run it
but neither can you.
I reveal in the fact that you
cannot escape the guilt.
Slowly my sobs easy
but the trembling continues.

I laugh as I see that you are not free of me.
My revenge is simple.
I have passed judgment.
You will live
but you will have to live with your guilt.
It will be your personal demon,
A monster in the dark you cannot escape,
just as I must live with this burden of pain.