The only feelings left, ANGER!

Run far and try to hide,
But my wrath, will be ever at your side.
Close your eyes, I will haunt your dreams,
My anger will burn you, as my wrath smolders and steams.
From valley low to mountain top,
My rage storms on and will not stop.
Like a ghost, risen from the dead,
My delight will be to mess with your head.
Once my hands brought your fallow flesh to swell with pride,
One stormy night, before any feelings for you died.
Kisses sweet stole your breath,
As your body died a sweet little death.
Shall our past be viewed as a mistake, a joke?
Just a wild fire, that was mainly smoke.
You were a swim in a toxic, polluted stream,
May your past haunt you nightly, in nightmarish schemes.
Wishing you eternal Sweet Dreams.

Music: Sweet Dreams