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Rage

A poem about the most basic of emotions, and yet the most powerful

Rage

Tears of my family running smooth.
Once again my heart did more damage,
Then any punch or kick could possibly do.
Looking for reasons for words to soothe,
For my own life lost so soon.

Dry the tears my loved ones.
The man you raised and held,
Has been dead for an eternity.
To smile upon life if only once,
Emotions numbed souls in ruin.

And yet there’s this Pain.
This sweet insurance of life.
As the dead feel nothing.
Have I finally gone insane?
Or am I just human?

I feel for them, yes I do care.
More about them then myself.
Life can be taken from me,
But to them that would not be fair,
Their tears would be endless.

And yet there is this Rage.
This feeling of being alone.
Alone since my birth, cold..
Life, I’ve been trapped in a cage.
The cage being my only home.

To say I feel no love would be a lie,
And there’s been enough of those.
Yet I feel so hollow, so alone.
So afraid of fading out and die.
My voice an echo of despair.

The rage flows through my veins.
Not even blood to contain it.
Suffer the voice tells me.
Yet the man overtakes the reins.
The demon trapped within.

If I’ll ever be free of this Grasp is unclear.
If I’ll ever be the man that’s now trapped.
Will I ever be released from this curse?
Or is indeed my failures end coming near?
End my life, release me from fear.

Legion.