Must the rage come now?
why was this given to me?
The trap, the cage, I am the bird.
The world outside creates the hurt.
Let me live, let me be.
Fear, pain, and shame
creates a mind confined.
Why can't I just be the light?
I know your struggle,
The pain is real,
Don't give in to the way you feel.
breathe and you will heal.
Rage is weakness given form,
sorrow is rage, too weak to be born.
Weakness gives the soul defeat,
Is weak something you will be?
Without a prayer, or a chance,
you put your head, heavy in your hands.
Close your eyes only to feel,
That this pain is very real.
I know your struggle, I know your pain.
I know the washing is within the rain.
Rain from the clouds, or from your eyes,
It is time for you to overcome your demise.
Light is real, so real as pain,
And it would guide you, it calls your name.
Light is real, as real as pain,
Lose the rage, you have the world to gain.
Let the heart breath your soul,
and let the thoughts simply go.
I'm no master, just a slave,
to the glory that the light gave.
I reread most poetry several times before giving a review. This one, when read the first time, may be seem belittled and weak, but the words truly behold so much power. It conveys the constant battle between heart and mind, in situations other than those concerning relationships. I can tell you put a lot of personal feeling into this; it didn't go unappreciated.
Posted 10 Years Ago
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10 Years Ago
i wrote it several years ago when i wasn't really good so that's probably why.Thanks:)
Must the rage come now?
why was this given to me?
The trap, the cage, I am the bird.
The world outside creates the hurt.
Let me live, let me be.
Fear, pain, and shame
creates a mind confined.
Why can't I just be the light?
I know your struggle,
The pain is real,
Don't give in to the way you feel.
breathe and you will heal.
Rage is weakness given form,
sorrow is rage, too weak to be born.
Weakness gives the soul defeat,
Is weak something you will be?
Without a prayer, or a chance,
you put your head, heavy in your hands.
Close your eyes only to feel,
That this pain is very real.
I know your struggle, I know your pain.
I know the washing is within the rain.
Rain from the clouds, or from your eyes,
It is time for you to overcome your demise.
Light is real, so real as pain,
And it would guide you, it calls your name.
Light is real, as real as pain,
Lose the rage, you have the world to gain.
Let the heart breath your soul,
and let the thoughts simply go.
I'm no master, just a slave,
to the glory that the light gave.
I used to write very depressing thing due to my past mindset. I have now overcome that and will write a new kind of theme. It will still resemble some darkness because that is what I am best at, but t.. more..