Red falls again
This impossible anger
Winding its way like a curse
To my heart.
A fiend of burning mist
Clawing, rending,
Tearing me apart.
Every wild word spoken
Everything broken
Every scream uttered
While nothing mattered
I am nothing but rage and fire
Nothing but a knife slash red and raw
A coiled and tense explosive force
A beast, a demon, nothing more.
WhatWhyHow???
This year, I set myself the foolish task of trying to write something every day, and what you see here is the result. None of this is finished, polished, or in any way good. It's usually a few lines at the end of the day when I'm tired, my head's broken, and this nonsense spills out of it onto the page. Feel free to comment away, and if you think anything has any potential then let me know and I might have a go at working on it further.
But hang on, where's the first month? You've ripped us off! I hear you say... Well, yes. I have been writing since the beginning of January, but it's taken me a while to get the blog up, so everything here is a month old.
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