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Demolition
it is this impulse to destroy and rebuild,
when control is not being satisfied,
to destroy what was believed to be built,
by destroying I can rebuild something better,
try again
or so I tell my self,
but it is a vicous cycle,
a paradox of envy and jealously,
of love and hate,
one becomes another,
Do I enjoy destroying?
yes,
I derive pleasure from ridding myself
from the annoyances of insignificant people
who only seemed significant intially,
but when I come to my senses,
I realize that they are pathetic,
and so I destroy them in my mind,
bury them in a graveyard of hate,
and that is that,
and I do it again and again,
