EnragedA Poem by MachiavelliI dont know is this OK.
Enraged within in my soul
Who am I this is unknown In anger I do not think All I see is red Wishing that I was dead Not knowing when it'll happen Not knowing why its me Others consumed by glee All except for me I hate this life i wish it would dissolve I want it gone this hate wont resolve In life i cry Even when i try it doesn't help I still die a little inside Looking for a way out of this life I cant deal with this pain That comes with this fame aching for love I fell like a dove Eating hate I have a bad trait This trait is rage within my soul © 2010 Machiavelli |
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2 Reviews Added on November 26, 2010 Last Updated on November 27, 2010 AuthorMachiavelliBronx, NYAboutHere's all you need to know about me. I am a guy in high school I love eating, I like to be the on that sticks out at random I will yell out "I love pie" and things that "normal" people would never.. more..Writing
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