Envy

Anger overcomes me.
So fierce, the evil and
darkness nearly blinds me.
I want to thrash
and bash
and break
who ever made me feel this way.
Something whispers
in my head
that the 'some one' needs to regret
what they have done to me.
The power I feel
when I listen to the voice,
the revenge, so bitter sweet.
But sometimes I want to lose
the darkness in me.
Envy.
The little green monster
of Jealousy.

wow! I love your poems! they're great everytime! Wonderful job and good description!

Well done

Yeah, your poems are great! You are doing a great job. Hope to hear more.
See you around.

-- M.B.Author

ireally enjoyed reading this, just one line however bothered me:

"and bash"

the word bash does go with thrash yes, but I just don't think its fits in really with the rest of the poem?
Meh...might just be me

Meevs
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The only thing wrong I see with your poems is they arn't very powerful. I mean, the starting line is bland, boring, simple. It doesn't pull me in what so ever. Most of the lines in there are clished. I think that if you put more work into it, connect it with yourself, do something so it's not like the 100 other poems we see out there. Try and show why you feel that way. Connections are good in poems. Use them

Gosh, change the structure a little and you're onto something cracking here!

I loved this and the imagery was fantastic, full of emotion that really sank in. You've definately got a talent.