Words I speak in rage

Why don't you....

SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!

You are in the state that is safe!

You know not my misery!

And yet, like the fool you are,

you say things with nothing to back the words,

and as such, would normally blow away,

tossed in the wind, but nay,

for you have power, you have authority,

you have a head of steel, with nothing within,

but damn, you can bash your way through

the arguments I produce!

You just stare at me, knowing full well,

that in the end, you are right, or I am poor,

for you have such threats that you can toss

into the ring of our feud, without a thought,

and I, who would have no defense but to leave,

would have to surrender, for you would

haunt me with such threats over the coming days,

and would even let them stare through the window as I sleep,

only to know that it could come at any time, and that

I should be ready to find new ways in life.

But I shall not take such roads of cowardice!

I shall stay by my words, for they have more a

back then you shall ever have! You sweat in your

false fears, knowing not that I have suffered as much,

nay, more than you will ever! You have created such

a horrible land for a lad to grow into his life,

and for that, one day you shall suffer!

Till such a sweet day come, I shall plot behind you,

I shall make every move that cannot be seen, while

pretending to follow such hollow words.

You shall never see the knife in your back,

nor will you ever suffer what I have, in less than two decades!

But I laugh at you, for I will be sturdier than you ever will,

for you tried to break me! Take comfort in that you shall

cause your own fall, and that I will have the last laugh,

as I stare down at your corpse.