A Walk in Verse: anger

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Sunday, May 3

Rebellious Child

To my rebellious little child,
who acts so wild;
temper tantrums
marks your anthems;

filling your little escapades
to get your way –
bringing dismay,
so stop … this day

or face the rod of correction
for reflection;
molding your ways,
for brighter days.

Sunday, April 12

Lunatic

The mind of a madman
is set to his hand,
like a fire enraged by a fan.

His enormity began,
when they refused his demand:
the mind of a madman.

For he acts on his plan,
to decimate the land,
like a fire enraged by a fan.

The run of his span
is destruction that's planned:
the mind of a madman.

So as according to plan,
none could withstand,
like a fire enraged by a fan.

For when his day began,
his madness was grand -
the mind of a madman:
like a fire enraged by a fan.

Tuesday, December 16

Eating Disorders

Your obese and I'm too thin,
self-control is our biggest sin.

You see hunger,
I see greed,
And yet we both suffer
from the same maladies;
Self perception is our disease,
for what we see, is not reality;
it strips away our humanity
leaving the real possibility
of our families standing by
our gravesides - weeping.

Why? Because of our rage
set from the worlds cruel ways
of torture and pain
they laid, on us daily;
     the names,
     the lies,
     the beatings
we took:
     leaving us feeling worthless,
     less then a human being
     worthy of love
          - from none.

And with this rage,
it has decayed our visual way
of seeing who we are;
     our rage
     has turned to obsession
     of feast or famine,
     and either way,
     if we cant cease this pain
     we shall both fade
     into the grave.

So please, let us pray,
to cease internalizing our pain;
     the agony inside,
     and rather live our lives
     without turning to our demise
     with our obsessions.

For we will survive
once we realize
we are beautiful
     - they way we are -
no matter what are scars;
     for between you and me
     it is love that we need,
     to kill this obsessive disease
     that we face daily.

Wednesday, October 29

Rebellious Child

Frantic behavior I cannot deny;
Unrelenting nemesis is my only alibi.
Caring for no one is my only creed;
Kindled self-serving, it's all about me.

Isolating all that crosses my way;
Negotiate with no one about what I say.
Going to take what ever I dream;
I'm a sadistic psychopath, watch out for me.

Red tainted pain I will pour down on thee
After I destroy the family.
Try to stop me and you will see,
Escalating anger released from me.

Caring for no one is my only creed.
Hell bent anger,
   Its all about me.
Lashing out against all in my way;
   Destructive deception – I will make you pay.

I'm a sadistic psychopath ready to scream
As I take away your reality.
   Murderous bastard is what I will be.

Suicide

Suicide entwined within my mind,
Psychotic dreams awakening.
Psychopathic tendencies
Controlling everything
Within my being.
I cant escape
This dead state
In my
Mind.

Tuesday, October 21

This World

Standing at the gates of hell:
No hope,
No peace,
No serenity.
Emptiness consumes
As the world decays around me.

I sit and stare into the sphere of darkness;
No God,
No light –
Only death singing throughout my mind,
Spinning into a sea of torment,
Capsizing any kindness within my sight.

Darkness surrounds my every step:
The day, no longer seen.
   The sun no longer felt upon my face.
   Only rains of torment
   Cover the path in which I take.

I am held against my will,
Controlled by the forces surrounding me;
They destroy with every breath I take.
I am no longer allowed to be free.

I have become nothing
As my world shatters beneath my feet.
I fall into the darkness of calamity
Surrounded by a million pieces of emptiness.

A world of godlessness
Embeds into my face;
It rips the flesh from me;
It takes my breath replacing it with chaos
– Pain becomes my opening to the world of the insane.

Sunday, October 5

Alone

Murderous rage traverses my veins
As darkness encompass my gait.

Revenge shines through the dim room light,
Interwoven with deadly delight.

A shattered life is my gift shinning bright
As I scream out into the deafness of night - alone.

Saturday, April 21

The Progression of Hate

Melancholy mesmerizes American debate,
Illicit idiosyncrasies isolate our mental state,
Revulsion runs rigorously throughout our veins,
Prescriptions of peril to sooth our pains.

Society solicits immigration reform,
Political pandering patronizes our form,
Foreign nationalists strip away our rights,
Corporate corruption capitalizes illegal worker plight.

Citizens’ request catapult to clever discussions,
Administration in charge rules with unrighteous repercussions,
Politicians in power pulverize the politically incorrect,
Forced to accept animosity upon their arrogant request.

Americans forced to educate their replacements,
If they refuse their severance is wasted.
Out of occupation, oscillating with depression,
Homeless with hatred by corporate repression.

Illegals believing their false convoluted perception,
Taking for granted our constitutional inception,
Fallaciously ferocious towards our forefathers foundations,
Reaping rewards from our American traditions.

This progression of hate destroys without worry,
Capitalist corrupt and Americans in fury,
Government deceit erases our glory,
Americans in awe with abhorrent worry.

We have entered the days of our pre-Revolutionary ways.

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