Hate Rage
Violence,
Rage,
Blood,
Anger,
Hatred,
Destruction,
Feeling like you’re about to explode,
This Rage inside of me,
It Boils and it Swells,
And It Aches to get out.
The feeling of breaking something in your hands,
Tearing it piece from piece,
Destroying someone’s lifelong work,
Taking someone’s once loved item and showing it annihilation.
The end of the world in your hands,
Cutting up lives and ending their pain,
Devastating someone’s dreams and snapping them short,
The fate of everyone’s happiness and future turned to destruction.
I hate,
And I Hurt,
and I feel to break out,
But I can’t,
But I won’t,
Someone has to pay,
If it’s you,
so be it,
If it’s me,
I deserve it,
I deliver you from pain,
I deserve this lifelong Hate,
This future of hurt.
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yeaaaaaah, i shouldn't apologise for my poems, i've been told i do it too often but i cant help it with this one, its weird, and doesnt flow, but i was just writing and not editing, the way my head was thinking was changing beat every second, its very raw, i'll probably do a better poem some other time to explain my rage.. but for now this will do.
Rage,
Blood,
Anger,
Hatred,
Destruction,
Feeling like you’re about to explode,
This Rage inside of me,
It Boils and it Swells,
And It Aches to get out.
The feeling of breaking something in your hands,
Tearing it piece from piece,
Destroying someone’s lifelong work,
Taking someone’s once loved item and showing it annihilation.
The end of the world in your hands,
Cutting up lives and ending their pain,
Devastating someone’s dreams and snapping them short,
The fate of everyone’s happiness and future turned to destruction.
I hate,
And I Hurt,
and I feel to break out,
But I can’t,
But I won’t,
Someone has to pay,
If it’s you,
so be it,
If it’s me,
I deserve it,
I deliver you from pain,
I deserve this lifelong Hate,
This future of hurt.
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yeaaaaaah, i shouldn't apologise for my poems, i've been told i do it too often but i cant help it with this one, its weird, and doesnt flow, but i was just writing and not editing, the way my head was thinking was changing beat every second, its very raw, i'll probably do a better poem some other time to explain my rage.. but for now this will do.