RedRavenPoems

Burning pain within my chest
Just let me lay down. Let me rest.
Why do I have to face this test?
Surely it’s all a jest.
Bitter taste on my tongue
By now it’s surely gone numb.
Taste of rage. Taste of bile
Bitter agony all the while.
Yet still I move. Still I smile.
Pretend I’m fine
Hide my mind
So that none my thoughts can find.
None may know them not this time.
Anger burns, scortching like fire
Burning through hopeful desire.
Peaceful thoughts?
None are here
Never shall they dare come near.
Not while the anger burns so bright
Shining like a crimson light
Filling me with dreadful fright
Blazing with such malicious delight.
Why feel anger. Why feel rage?
Why stay locked within this crimson haze?
Why stay lost like in a maze?
The answer is simple, yet also sad.
Perhaps it shows I’m truly mad.
Anger is fleeting, it comes and goes
When it strikes no one knows.
When it’s here it fills you up
To the brim, more than enough.
Yet when it’s gone your empty inside
A cavern made just to hide.
Here now. Gone the next
Just like all the rest.
Still while anger is here you heed it’s call.
It’s better really, than feeling nothing at all.