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Rage
Fire in my veins.
Pain in my heart all he ever does is judge me treat me like I'm nothing What am i suppose to do does look at him and smile when all I want to do is rip his throat out with my bare hands.
I dispise him My stomach lurches when I see him looking at me.
I'm done with this. He's going to keep it up and I'm going to be in prison.
I'm full of rage I'm encaged with the secret thouts in my mind that would make my mamma cry.
All I can think about isa How much pain and misery I can cause him.
He is a horrible person.
He's not even a person he is a beast an animal who deserves all the evil things coming to him.
I curse him and everything he's ever done to me. I tired of feeling this way helpless, weak, like a child that he can abuse to make himnself feel good.
I don't care what he's gone through I've gone through things to and I act nothing like him. He picks on treats me like an animal. I'm suppose to make ammends and laugh pretend I'm ok, No, I think not
I will let thjis pain heal me allow this rage to consume me because it makes me stonger, faster, and able to endure all that comes my way.
Pain in my heart all he ever does is judge me treat me like I'm nothing What am i suppose to do does look at him and smile when all I want to do is rip his throat out with my bare hands.
I dispise him My stomach lurches when I see him looking at me.
I'm done with this. He's going to keep it up and I'm going to be in prison.
I'm full of rage I'm encaged with the secret thouts in my mind that would make my mamma cry.
All I can think about isa How much pain and misery I can cause him.
He is a horrible person.
He's not even a person he is a beast an animal who deserves all the evil things coming to him.
I curse him and everything he's ever done to me. I tired of feeling this way helpless, weak, like a child that he can abuse to make himnself feel good.
I don't care what he's gone through I've gone through things to and I act nothing like him. He picks on treats me like an animal. I'm suppose to make ammends and laugh pretend I'm ok, No, I think not
I will let thjis pain heal me allow this rage to consume me because it makes me stonger, faster, and able to endure all that comes my way.
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