My Hate

If I had a thousand blades, I'd cut you to shreds.
If I had the army of a thousand men, I'd lead them to chop of you head.

If I had the emotion and ambition to stay with my goal. I'd show you all how much anger I keep within this soul.

I'd take everything from within and let it all out.Busting out windows and mirrors from the sound of my shout.

If I had one wish, I'd wish for total silence. And I'd show everyone how much I contain with violence.

It would take every bit of energy I have to let you all know.
This is the pain I feel inside and it is beginning to show.

This continuation with pain and death. It will not stop for anything until none of me is left.

All this anger within is blackening my soul. Rotting like discarded flesh upon the body of a troll.

This is my emotion and until I am set free.
My hate will grow much more and everyone will see.