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Filled Up With Rage
Living in what might be a lie...
Words said to me over and over again...
Sometimes I just want to die,
I want it to be the end.
I'm filled up with rage,
Fire in my heart... venom in my veins.
I'll put myself on stage,
To show the world my pain.
Your "innocent" and "loving" stare,
Use to make me give in every time...
Now I don't even fucking care,
You're like all the rest so go back in line.
My voice might be small in such a large crowd,
But the rage is immense.
I can scream aloud,
And make the closest next to me tense.
I'm so consumed in the venom injected in me,
Thinking straight is hard to do.
It's making a fucking mess of me,
I'm sorry that yet, I love you.
I thought it was destiny,
For us to be together.
But I'm going into an insanity,
As this ends now... and forever.
Words said to me over and over again...
Sometimes I just want to die,
I want it to be the end.
I'm filled up with rage,
Fire in my heart... venom in my veins.
I'll put myself on stage,
To show the world my pain.
Your "innocent" and "loving" stare,
Use to make me give in every time...
Now I don't even fucking care,
You're like all the rest so go back in line.
My voice might be small in such a large crowd,
But the rage is immense.
I can scream aloud,
And make the closest next to me tense.
I'm so consumed in the venom injected in me,
Thinking straight is hard to do.
It's making a fucking mess of me,
I'm sorry that yet, I love you.
I thought it was destiny,
For us to be together.
But I'm going into an insanity,
As this ends now... and forever.
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