What's Happening To Me Poem by Draven Cestodio

Never the one to fight first
Always peaceful
But i cant seem to quench this thirst
Ten on four and ready to take on the odds
Waiting watching ready to strike
My blood boils
My heart races
Time to take them on
Ready to snap
Visions of the carnage fresh within my mind
Snapped back by my brother
Retreat in progress
What has happened to me
I had just stood waiting for the blood to flow from me or them
This monster has never reared its head like this before
Am i losing control?