All I see is red,
Causing me to think ahead.

Like a roaring fire burning within,
I attack those who have done me in.

They should never have crossed me,
But they'll soon get to see.

I wish I could see them bleed,
It's a craving that I so desperately need.

I hunger for the revenge that I seek,
Even if I only get a tiny peek.

I must be done with these thoughts,
For they only make me more distraught.

I love the color that I see,
It makes me, well, me.