Thoughts of anger...
Darkening my soul.
It's too late
I've just gone out of control.
My boiling blood rises
Piercing my pain.
Like a knife chastises
Each and every vein.
Darkness creeps over my mind
Destroying my good thoughts.
Leaving me entwined
With the dark memories it brought.
The anger captivates me
Its beauty an illusion.
Which enticingly
Leads me into confusion.
I am no more myself
I am a figure of rage.
Your life in my book
Is just another page.
Poetry by OnlyExpressive
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Written on 2006-03-25 at 09:18
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Darkness of the Heart
Surges of hateDarkening my soul.
It's too late
I've just gone out of control.
My boiling blood rises
Piercing my pain.
Like a knife chastises
Each and every vein.
Darkness creeps over my mind
Destroying my good thoughts.
Leaving me entwined
With the dark memories it brought.
The anger captivates me
Its beauty an illusion.
Which enticingly
Leads me into confusion.
I am no more myself
I am a figure of rage.
Your life in my book
Is just another page.
Poetry by OnlyExpressive
Read 731 times
Written on 2006-03-25 at 09:18
Tags Anger 
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