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Rage

A life of rage,
Anger with no end,
A twisted turbulent psychosis,
Rabid thoughts, demented dreams,
An all to familiar feeling.

Knowing all, and loving nothing,
A man an island alone,
The wolf in the shadows,
The one I fear, the one I hate,,
The pain of knowing oneself.

Bite the bullet,
Swallow the pain,
Push it deep inside,
Homicidal fantasy,
Flowing through my mind.

Yeah I know about hate,
But I surpassed that,
I live in rage,
Unable to express myself,
Emotions are my cage.

How can one unloved,
Ever learn to love another?
How can one who’s feared,
Hope to learn compassion?
So I live this life of rage.

See my smile?
Upon my face?
Look closer at my eyes!
There cold, hard and dead.
To this life this world this lie.

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Written October 25th, 2005

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  • konrack
    October 26, 2005
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    thanks again sis. least one person enjoys reading my stuff when's your new stuff coming out?


  • greenewhiplash
    October 25, 2005
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    Ahhh facades. You've done a MARVELOUS job of describing the feeling of true isolation. The last stanza was particularly strong, I must say. HOORAY!