The rage within me seethes and rolls

While outside all is left untold

Locked inside to burn and rot

Hate that germinates in knots


Surface hides the loathing core

Becoming all that I abhor

Little ghost’s lament and scorn

The odium which I adorn


Disdain will never cease to halt

Callous phantom was at fault

Right the wrongs that have been made

Contempt that follows to the grave


  • Goldfinch60

    Very strong write Monah, that rage is almost palpable in your words.

  • FredPeyer

    Aloha Monah,
    am dropping in at MPS once in a while again. Still love your writing, no matter how dark, especially the 'callous phantom'. Wish I could have come up with something like that myself.
    Take care,

    • Monah_Peyt

      Aww it’s good to see you back Fred!! Hope all is well! Thank you!

      • FredPeyer

        Am still climbing coconut trees, so yes, all is well. Sincerely hope you are ok too.

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