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  >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Adult >> ID #1077474  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
Rage
Anger, blood, red, brain, past, abuse
Rated:
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Rage

Awoken
a slap
stings my face.
Rage heats
my body.
Crimson blood runs through
my veins
inside my brain.

Burning my face.
I see
scarlet snake skin
orange, yellow fire
blue veins mark the
highways like
a map
-beneath my lids.

Thinking, I,
retreat to the past
distressed
relationships.

Bright dark red
raging blood leaks
before the dawn.

Mistaken
desire of stealing a life.

Confusion
ancient pasts
witnessed
abuse.

Shamed that
cowering despair
persuades
maneuver of
nothing.
Cowardly I act.
Silence
deadly seeing with
eyes blind to every thing
but what's at hand.


Hate prevails.
My desire for no emotion
so I can
walk
away.
No regrets.
Not caring
to let you live in
your world
upside down.
Burnt up with drugs.
Memories you take
carrying on your back
will feel like rocks.

My rage stays.


Reminisces on
what you had
it will not
travel with you.
Go
alone face the cruel silence.
Cold heart,
misery will follow.


As for me,
behind I will
stay alone to relish in
peace.
Alone forever I savor.
Resting in the
cocoon
I've woven.
Awaiting my butterfly
wings.
So I can fly away.

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