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May 29
I was raised
On guilt and shame
A life I didn't ask for
Yet I was to blame
This volatile energy
Seeped into my body and brain
Now my sweat and tears
Are made of acid rain

My eyes only hold focus
On blind red rage
I see everything
Through a lens laced with pain
It's made me a magnet
Attracting instability and disdain
While I'm bullied into hiding
Behind this persona I fabricate

I am not afraid
To say things others hold back
Like how I want to bash your brains in
For everything you lacked
Festering anger inside
Reaches a seething ******
It spills into cruelty
With no warning or white flag

This pure fury engorges
Like an unmilked breast
My dormant wrath is a wave
Waiting for me to crest
You should have just ripped
Me out root and stem
So your failures wouldn't infect me
With this permeating madness
S E Pope
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S E Pope  33/F
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   Jeremy Betts
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