Lust for Rage

Anger is my refuge
Let it build until it bursts
Hating every human being
Because I loved so much it hurts
Taking sword in hand
Always on defense
Slicing through the lies
Trying to make some sense
Taking it all with me
Harboring hatred, anger and stress
Knowing it’ll do me no good
But refusing to put it to rest
I hate how evil follows me
And I get myself trapped in
I’m angry at the world for
Allowing it all to happen
There’s no one here to save me
Even though they think they care
The instant I go crazy
All they can do is stare
Thinking they are helping
They try to stop my rage
They don’t really know me
They’re only aiding my rampage
Ignorant people like them
Fuel my inner flame
They help me build resentment
And give me someone to blame
My hatred is growing rapidly
No soul can douse my fire
I’m constantly hungry for more
My anger is all I desire.

Reviews

[Blackbirdsong]

I'm really hoping you're not as angry as you were when you wrote this because I can feel the anger and the rage coming from it, which makes it hard to read. Of course that's good, you wouldn't want someone to read this and leave smiling or feeling happy. The feelings you describe aren't happy or comfortable ones and you evoke them here with pure rawness and honesty.

There are some minor structure issues; the meter is a little off in some lines, but that can easily be fixed. One thing I always do is read my work out loud. That way I can hear any places that don't sound right or make me stumble. Those are the areas that I have to fix and that's the easiest way I've found to find them.

Hope that helps.

Keep writing :)