Devils' Rage

Let the ink explode from the tip of this pen,
so that these trembling hands will remain steady and not lash out.
Take heed to the warnings that I speak.
This is no time for you to act brave, nor unique.

I am of fire and flame,
inside an inferno has been sewed that you do not want to reap.
Let my words be heard,
before my actions speak a loud.
Be careful of what you desire,
for my devils are none to be admired.

What will it take for you to understand?
When the dark moment comes,
the beast will not be contained.
Oh foolish one,
why do you take my kindness for weakness?

I am sick of all of the lies and treachery.
My hatred rages,
as my resentment turns deadly.

Step the fuck back!
Don't fucking touch me!
Fuck this false sense of sanity!
You cannot seem to comprehend,
when enough is enough,
it's a fucking enough!

The devils are speaking again.
Guiding me to a dreaded wasteland.
Judgement has been set,
and you are by far cast from perfection.
You have no clue,
as to how close you are from drawing in your last breath.

The devils want to play.
Time to pay, pay with bloodshed.
This is a don't ask, don't tell confession.
Leave me be,
just walk away,
it is better left on this page,
than to taste the devils' rage......