Untitled (As the rage consumes me)

As the rage consumes me

I start to scream

Learning a new me

One I wouldn’t dare to dream

 

As I look in the mirror

I see the vision

From the one who makes me inferior

He shows me a mission

 

I hear his voice

He demands me to kill

I have no choice

My body moves at will

 

My anger is its own personality

One that jumps out and becomes reality

My anger is like a bullet made from brass

So mess with me, and I will kick your a*s

Reviews

[The Cute 1]

nice

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LMAO...the rage turns you into a man after my own heart..up got spirit..so many suppress it!!!!!!!!!

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LOL..the ending made me smile..anger can be an all consuming demon who you can control..if you want to

[Jonathan De Elvira]

this poem is intense as well, i'm very impressed and touched by this. very good mate

[lovejulez03]

Good poem. It's raw and unique. Well written!

[Tinasha LaRayé]

this poem - has a texture of New York. I really enjoyed this...the flow...the set up...and the nice final ending. Good write!

[Brittany W]

Nice work here, you keep the rhyme scheme all the way through and its creative, i loved this, great work.

[tizzy k]

i like it

the third stanza is my favorite.
I like. :) Catchy.