This deep burning anger
has been building up inside me.
I kept feeding the flame
and nothing can satisfy me.
I can't release my rage,
I'm too afraid of what will show,
so I bury it inside
so no one will ever know.
The passion I set before me
is unable to be reached,
I'm mad 'cause I won't get it,
I'll never feel complete.
This rage that I've pent up
is because my dreams were crushed,
and this rage is so unnerving,
it feels so unjust.
- Author: Christina K ( Offline)
- Published: February 28th, 2017 18:38
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 29
Comments3
I really like this. It speaks to me.
Thank you, means a lot
Good write. Writing on this page may help to release the rage, it always seems to help me.
Thanks, it definitely helps
Squashed dreams. Well written.
Thank you
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