THE GRUDGE

I will make you seethe
embedded within I refuse
to leave
Your body is mine
I'll be feasting divine
I will resentfully
Not heal your injury
While you inwardly fume

To my beguiling ways
your system will immune
Trust me to fill your bodies
tank
Your emotions are mine to
bank...

Feed me - Feed this hunger in me
Hatred and anger sets me free
Mange beneath your skin
I surf your flesh within
You've been hurt - let it fester
I forbid you release your anger
Time to avenge
To plot your revenge
Through your blood I flow
Unwilling to let go...

Your body ails you - Your hair
falls out
That's what I'm all about
I will send your pressure high
Letting you know I'm close by
Anxious you will be
My ultimate victory
Feed me - Feed this hunger in me
Hatred and anger sets me free
Do not forgive - Do not budge
Give in to me - I am THE GRUDGE!!...

Author: Bonny Smith

(Ecclesiastes 7:9 Be not quick in your spirit to become angry, for anger lodges in the bosom of fools.)