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Rage
I am nothing but rage; all pain and hate.
There is no happiness inside of me left,
Happiness left me when Mom did, and Anger and depression took their places instead.
I am nothing but pain; all sorrow and hate.
Pain lives inside of my chest and sits upon my lungs. hate became a part of me when my mom left, and now it is often hard for me to feel anything at all.
I am nothing but rage; all pain and hate.
There is no happiness here, Depression took Happinesses place when I realized I might always feel this way; so dead.
I am nothing but pain; all sorrow and hate,
Happiness does not live here anymore, not since pain decided to bury himself inside of my lungs.
I am afraid that I will be nothing but this;
All pain and Rage; nothing but hate and pain.
There is no happiness inside of me left,
Happiness left me when Mom did, and Anger and depression took their places instead.
I am nothing but pain; all sorrow and hate.
Pain lives inside of my chest and sits upon my lungs. hate became a part of me when my mom left, and now it is often hard for me to feel anything at all.
I am nothing but rage; all pain and hate.
There is no happiness here, Depression took Happinesses place when I realized I might always feel this way; so dead.
I am nothing but pain; all sorrow and hate,
Happiness does not live here anymore, not since pain decided to bury himself inside of my lungs.
I am afraid that I will be nothing but this;
All pain and Rage; nothing but hate and pain.
Published 31st Oct 2021
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