Ripping at the heart
After a drunken night
Guys abuse their every chance
Every inch of me cries out
Alive but dead with rage
Giving into these drunken waves
Anger and deceit on the one I love
I throw up my fists and scream in hate
Never again will I give into this game
Sad and broken I'll leave this fake guy alone
Tonight I wish to beat him down till he feels the pain
My rage is eating me like my bad habit did
Every day with this thing, i must live
Author notes
kinda odd..ish
A contest entry
- 3 Part Contest: Part 1- Rage [[BIG POINTS]] by GiftedPsychosis.
1500 points, ended August 7, 2007, 26 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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It is odd enough to be a great write lol Good work I could see it all in my head
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Yeah, a bit odd, but I think it's good.
Good luck in the contest!
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