Rage


I spend my life endeavoring to stay the noble path
My primal instinct pulls me to savagery
Anger seethes inside, making all around me wary
Scared of the lycan inside who violates all sanctuary

My rage engulfs me in a brilliant fury
No concern for the judgment of my actions by a jury
Red is all I can see for miles around
Focused on my energy, unable to hear a sound

The monster unleashed terrifying all I love
The blood on my hands irremovable gloves
My temperament as unstable as a Molotav
Like a switch in my head that goes on and off

Repulsed by my inability to control what I have become
Inside I feel nothing, I feel numb
I cannot be blamed for my unpredictability
But that cannot excuse the hostility

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