The Inner Hunger

Feed on anger, feed on souls!
Vent my feelings; torment roles.
Fill my hunger, ease my mind
Feed on your own bloody rind.
Kind of you to lurk so near...
Stupidity in sync with your mind so clear.
Out of darkness...out of mind!
Am I searching? Am I blind?!
Rotating wheels of anger blight
My once innocent, now feral light.
Still the quakes within my hands
Make the silence not so bland.
Idiosyncrasies of life
Insinuate I cause my strife.
But I know that this is what Mankind's planned...
...To cause the shaking of my hands!
It's okay, because they will all die...
...I laugh because they won't know why.