The envy of destruction

poem by: Paddy Mchale
Written on May 14, 2016

The envy of destruction 

Wanting something to happen
Bad yes but throughout the constant misery the unknown excites me for reasons I can't explain
For it is me who's own existence would collapse and yet knowing a battle would follow at least it's something
Even that something is something It could be love although that has it's own troubles 
That's just a thought though 
What else is there that could have me desire this mans complete demise 
Even with the underlying potential for achievement only the destruction satisfies 

 

Tags: depressing, deep, dark, fear,

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Christopher Russon commented:
Good poetry.
Paddy Mchale commented:
Thank you for saying you liked my poetry not many people have heard it and I don't know how many people use this site
Christopher Russon commented:
I think it takes time for comments to come . If you give comments others give comments in return It's all about participation and interaction.that is how I see it.

 

 

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