Whenever the skies are dull and gray,
His heart hardened with each passing day.
Frustration resided in him,
As the lights in his eyes started to dim.
Frustration at the world's inability to understand him
Slowly, Vengeance begun choking his throat.
Unable to withstand the strain, he broke.
He simply didn't know how to enact revenge.
They say he was proud and strong.
But deep inside, he was soft and weak.
While outside, he did not appear to be meek.

He aspired to be who he wasn't.
He tried, but still, he couldn't.

At last, he could not take it any longer.
He collasped and told himself it's over.

he knows how to do it insane. 9:54 PM