Something I think that I destroy everything in front of me. I consider changing myself into a monster that is devoid of any good. Crush everyone and everything that utters nothing but fakeness and creates suffocation.
Either I will come out and satisfy myself after taking a bath of rage or else it will increase my hunger to demolish the unidentified names, situations and memories that create a storm inside the mind.
"भ्रम की आग नफरत की आग से कई ज्यादा विशाल होती है। अगर किसी से दुश्मनी निभानी हो तो उसे भ्रमित करो, बर्बाद नहीं, क्योंकि बर्बादी अंत में एक मकसद ज़रूर दे जाती है।"
Love often disguises like a soothing balm, making you feel like a soothing facade, but in reality, beneath the disguise, lies the raw intensity of anger and hurt because Scars are wounded once again when unresolved emotions resurface. You watch it all helplessly as love and rage entwined in a dance of destruction.
Heartless Thunderer Hammer strikes Ground shattered Dust choke Sky red Crimson stained roads Homes crumble People buried Dead lay all around The crying begins Mourning to come.