Living for revenge
By: Pacerpaw
A Depth Charge poem.
Living for revenge
I wasn’t always like this.
I used to enjoy life once.
Then…X came.
I was left alive.
The others were…not.
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Do you know how it is to
survive when all you wanted
was to die and know no more pain?
My spark will never feel at peace
until I’ve pacified his once and for all.
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I must seem so cold in the optics of others.
So obsessed, so unfriendly. That’s how they see me.
And do I blame them for thinking that way? No.
Because I know it’s true. I keep my distance that way.
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No friends, less pain should a comrade die.
Pain and anger are my constant companions.
And HE knows that all too well.
I’m weary in spark and body, yet I keep going.
And going. Hunting. Obsessing. Hating him.
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I’d never really hated anyone until he came.
I lived and I loved. He took that away from me.
Now I only live for revenge.
I wished things were different but they’re not.
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