Rage
You know I try to visualize
Things I love
People I despise
But nothing compares
To the pictures I see
I feel this despair
I hate this family
From the point of no return
I set the house of fire
I want to see it burn
It is my lone desire
Satisfactory is a word
But a word I’ll never use
This feeling is absurd
Why do I feel abused
The paint turns grey
And the wood a black
What could I possibly say
To make time go back
Flames engulf my heart
It is this rage I feel
These tears run like fire
Its burning is so real
I fear this need
A broken heart compels
This is my plea
Please oh god listen well
Tell her I am sorry
For I treated her wrong
Up in the sky so starry
Please hope hear my song!
My breathing is at a halt
The smoke fills my lungs
Memories flash, it is my fault
Never will I see the sun
Copyright © Justin Street | Year Posted 2010
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