He rips me from where I am
And violently throws me to where he wants me to be
His energy courses through me
His emotions become mine
His hatred burns inside me
His aggression compels me to destroy
He takes away all things civil
And leaves me something less than human
With one motive:
Destroy
Person
Destroy
Place
Destroy
Thing
Destroy
Destroy
Destroy
When the chaos fades into order
And he has satisfied my beast inside
I am left with peace
But I shudder to think
What I would do without him
© 2007 Thorn
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