The rage
It is fire consuming me
I see it all
All of it
The pain that it carries
The agony it feeds on
It tears my throat when I yell
Bonds and binds are all same
I rage the world gazes
The smile of kindness becomes a mockery
The eyes burn to scorch the others
I can feel the body or the soul
Getting away my tongue
The arms legs spread to capture
The destructions that they seek to have
I feel guilt regret joy pride
Every emotion confuses me
The wrong or right
Reason or no reason seem the same
I cry from inside to burn the outside
That's how I rage to be free
From the disgust that I bear
The frustration that I silence
And the pain that I carry
Everything seems to be burned
I carry the cold of guilt
That is used to pinch
Me and me again and again
By my own to wreck me
And crack me until
I lose my cool to burn them
Again and again
The agony is big and strong
And trap of despair never
Seems to end the cruelty
Of my so dear life
- reva
(a trapped being)
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Poetryjust short write ups that I thought I must write and make myself better