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Venom
Chagrin seeping from my pores
Uncontrolled I slam the door
Reject kindness once again
Waiting on the rage to drain
Begging for acceptance then
Sabotaging with a friend
Recognition was the goal
Sucking life, I'm a black hole
Always so analytic
Once again, a cursed critic
Lovely words hit a brick wall
A false victim as I fall
Why can't I simply abide
Frustration pools my inside
Skewing meanings, mal intent
Can't hold back on my dissent
Why can't I appreciate
Making room for useless hate
Love should fill my empty tank
Yet poison is what I drank
powerful and so very moving.
powerful and so very moving. I too know how it feels to deal with what seems like an endless rage after suffering many years of torture from someone I trusted and thought cared for me. drinking from the well of poison and anger only makes it worse. somehow we must learn to overcome and move past the horror of our rage before it consumes us whole.