Poem: The Fire in My Eyes

You have turned into a desolate creature
afraid with poisonous tongues
hidden in a bubble and placing the victim
-as for yourself- deep in the mud.
Your eloquence is far distant
in your twisted imagination of:
furthermores' and eventhoughs'
there are no sentences without them
in the content of misunderstandings and bending structures.
-how low can you be?-
pointing and making others miserable
as the way that you feel.
Disproportionated and allienated
by your narrow objectives
with a someone that shares cookies in others kisses.
-how blind can you be?-
as the ox for father
that only see the red dot of the bullseye
forgetting the complexity and the intrigue
your path had caused and sow and reap...
You aim at me like a target
when none of my poems before were
an interest to you.
You have turned into a blogstalker and vicious little prick.
Saddistic and hypothetical...envious and jeaulous...
hurt more than anything
carrying a wound
for my lips and fingers that only said and will say TRUTH.
A worthless man with no aspirations and a non-follower just like you
-there's nothing to lose-
Nothing to gain but empty and shallow eyes
shallow and empty brain.
The fire in my eyes creeps you out
the fire that burns as for knowledge and light
and everything that you lost.
No more poisoning as for your tongues
but painful as for there is no return...
to a path of peace, a path of success
but there is one to blame...
the person that possess the truth
and took the courage to tell you
that a real man achieve his promises.

" A man with his feet on the ground fulfill his word to others"

This fire that you see in my eyes
are the ones that burns in your heart
in the coil of your deep self below the ego and superficialism
covered and shaped with hypocrisy...
it burns. it aches. it will not leave you alone
because you know who failed.

"Fire ignite thy reason
burning the wall of mediocrity."