Shaking shaking shaking.
Nails biting sweet tanned flesh.
The smell of the pumpkin products
Mixing with the blood.
Oh, sweet blood,
Pouring down my arm.
Try to keep it in control,
Can't afford another law suit.
But that face is causing the fire,
The icy, burning rage.
The laughter making me sick,
As the acid boils up my throat.
Burning up the tissues
On it's way out.
Oh, don't smile, darling,
I'll just have to break it.
And the acid in my veins,
Would kill you with a whisper.
Blood is flowing faster,
As i'm cutting myself up.
Can't afford the lawsuit.
I can afford the pain.
Darling, don't you laugh,
I'll cut you up the same.
Watch as your blood colors my walls.
They need another shade.
God,
Stop the laughter!
I swear it'll be your end.
It's time to tear you up, darling.
Taste the acid in my heart,
My blood,
My breath.
Inhale the icy rage,
You've caused inside of me.
Keep on laughing, darling,
You're slowly killing yourself.
And well you're crumpled on the floor,
You'll remember the taste of my ice.
My rage.
My acid.
Author notes
probably not what you're looking for, but I tried. Pulled it from how I feel when I look at a certain person everyday I go to school. Maybe one day she'll feel my acid.
A contest entry
- 3 Part Contest: Part 1- Rage [[BIG POINTS]] by GiftedPsychosis.
1500 points, ended August 7, 2007, 26 entries
Bronze trophy winner
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Comments
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It's pretty much what I'm looking for. Rage. And this poem is full of it.
Great job and good luck in the contest! -
eh...
well thats creepy.
anyone i know?
well...cant say that i like it...but, well, its good.
i never understood that. youre always good,@ what ever you choose to do, you always shine.
i don't know if anyone else see's that, but, thats what i see,anyway.
love always
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