Vengeance

Fueled by vengeance.

I swore to destroy all those that wrong me.

I swore vengeance on those who tried to berate me.

I swore vengeance to those who tried to assassinate my character.

 

Tis better to give bullet then to receive them.

My anger shot arrows so many it blots out the sun.

Once I've seeked and destroyed those people.

Then and only then, have the games begun.

 

I plotted deeply, 

The anger in me,

Unleashed by ones I once used to love.

Its all I could think off.

The beast out of its cage, shackles unbound.

Now that's the animal they made me become.

 

Never cross a man who no longer has a single thing to lose.

My anger burnt jet black, time to burn. For me to consume.

Never be a motive for a man, who's so passionate in everything he does.

Never be a motive for this person's vengeance, it rains in heaven. Above 

 

It was poison in my veins.

Honestly I wanted to hurt these people.

Only then will they understand.

What they did to me and how it got me feeling.

 

I swore to destroy them, coming in like a storm, F5.

Then they can understand what they done, when they looked in my eyes.

 

Make them regret the day they met me.

Deploy mind tactics, take control of their dreams.

Make them wish they never crossed me.

Focusing on my objectives, plotting devilish schemes.

 

However sometimes when you're In this state,

Nothing makes sense to you its seldom it seems.

Vengence was then turned into compassion towards them.

Cus god sent me an angel with broken wings.

 

Only a couple of months ago if I made this blog it would have been DarkSide92

I was trapped in a storm, lost in a maze I could focus on nothing else on any given day!

But then god answered my prayers.

He gave me a helping hand and showed me the things I can do.

So I made this blog in reference to that moment. Hence the name BrightSide92

 

I no longer had hatred in my heart, my mind was once again mine.

My mind was once again freed.

God sent me a beautiful Angel who came to me.

With broken wings...

 

 

 

◄ God bless the dead

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Hamzah Aslam

Thu 28th Nov 2019 17:56

Do.RoThy I was blinded to the negatives for a long time till it consumed my every through.

It sent me down a bad path, but then life is funny like that.

When things look bad something blindsides you and everything just balances out. Sort of like an equilibrium.

It takes a better man to forgive the wrong doing that's been done to him. I couldn't have been more happier

Do.RoThy

Wed 27th Nov 2019 10:11

Good decision!!

For justice is fair, brighter than sun
Mercy is better, brighter still

As sacrificing one self inorder to save others
So mercy is always better than justice.

Forgiveness isn't easy, but when it does enter our heart, it gives first peace to our soul n ourselves and then this peace spreads from within to outer realms,the world at large.

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Paul Sayer

Tue 26th Nov 2019 23:02

..."The old Cherokee simply replied, “The one you feed.”

Never was a truer word spoken my friend.

I am always hungry for the old ways

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Hamzah Aslam

Tue 26th Nov 2019 22:08

Po, what you just said reminded me of this I once saw:

An old Cherokee is teaching his grandson about life:

“A fight is going on inside me,” he said to the boy.

“It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves. One is evil–he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.”

He continued, “The other is good – he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith. The same fight is going on inside you–and inside every other person, too.”

The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather: “Which wolf will win?”

The old Cherokee simply replied, “The one you feed.”

We are the keepers to our lives. Every action has a reaction...

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Paul Sayer

Tue 26th Nov 2019 21:58

Insight is such a powerful foe and friend, often in equal measure.

That does not give us balance, does not give us harmony.

As a fulcrum we stand between two equal and powerfully opposing forces.

Which side we allow to win out, will determine the outcome for the rest of our days.

We vacillate, unknowingly between our own damnation and our own salvation.

I remember these words, that help me tip the balance
“VENGEANCE IS MINE”, sayeth the Lord.

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