never was more than a fantasy.

                Don't stick your fingers into the electric socket!

Mother,
 see me sticking my fingers into the electric socket.

 see me burn and see me soar and
             look at you with your hand to your nose.

Do you smell it?
Can you smell my
                              greatness?

The thunderstorms that scream and ravage my bloodstream.
             Trapped.
             Shackled.
I only let them out when the bloodlust reaches
                                                                 its peak.





I will stick my fingers into the electric socket
and I will smile with my teeth bared.