The Angry Side of me scorches the earth down each traveled path.

She screams like banshee and tears world’s apart with her wrath.

The sun harnesses her fury and power.

The moon shines over her victims as they cower.

The air warns of hells’ existence with each deathly scream.

The earth cradles the fragments left of a scorned dream.

The water surrounding her evaporates with each breath…

May you heed this warning less you risk a soulless death….