There Will Be Rage

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by twowolves80, Aug 11, 2016.

  1. twowolves80

    twowolves80 Darkness Incarnate; don't even bother

    Some go quietly into the night,
    accepting the fate of all mankind,
    while others choose the day,
    tired of life,
    wanting only to be at peace.

    For me, there will be rage,
    and I will seethe with lunacy,
    burning anyone who touches me
    as I consume the final shred
    of my shattered sanity
    in a blast furnace-flame
    of purest darkeness,
    and keenest hatred.

    There will be rage,
    and it will explode
    in white hot fury
    splattered all over he walls,
    bleeding out like molten anger
    all over the carpet.

    And in that singular moment,
    I will have the upper hand,
    casting aside Life's caprice
    as I destroy it's Pattern
    with a willful, grinning glee,
    knowing that oblivion awaits
    and not caring anymore--

    because there will be rage.
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  2. mentalhealthnurse

    mentalhealthnurse Well-Known Member

    Very very dark...
  3. total eclipse

    total eclipse SF Friend Staff Alumni

    You certainly have conveyed a deep pain and anger with your words
    Your poem is well written i just hope in time your pain you are in will lessen
  4. twowolves80

    twowolves80 Darkness Incarnate; don't even bother

    I doubt it. The opposite seems to be happening. It will resolve itself one way or another sooner or later.
  5. mentalhealthnurse

    mentalhealthnurse Well-Known Member

    Anger and rage is not the answer. You will just burn out with no fight left.
  6. twowolves80

    twowolves80 Darkness Incarnate; don't even bother

    I am already burned out. All that is left is rage and hate, and I have plenty stored up.
  7. Bee4Shine

    Bee4Shine Member

    Does the rage and hate bring satisfaction? Can you turn that energy into something else that will benefit you and others?
  8. twowolves80

    twowolves80 Darkness Incarnate; don't even bother

    No, it doesn't bring satisfaction, but my hands are tied by the mistakes of the past. There is no going back, and it's something that will be with me for the rest of my life. There is nothing to be done for it. So, I am forced to live through the view from my 24 inch monitors, watching as life passes by because every time I try to get away from this Pattern, it bites me in the ass, and just serves as a reminder again of why I can never have a life that is "normal," why I will always be alone. So I am resigned to my fate, and have lost the fight with the darker side of me. There is no more fight left in me. My biggest aspiration in life, now is to find a nice quiet beach somewhere in the Caribbean and quietly pass away. There is no other ambition in me anymore.