Vengance

A dark poem, like most of mine

The dark glass wall protects me.
The fear washes over me.
Adrenaline courses through me.
My legs shake.
My thoughts race.
My heart beats rapidly,
Trying to burst from my chest
I see the skull in the sky.
The fear leaves me
The white mask becomes my guise.
There is no fear.....


Only vengeance.