- Non-Erotic Poetry
- My Burning Rage Continues...
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MY BURNING RAGE, it continues to grow,
Will I survie it no one knows.
The dying light is growing near,
To end all my fright, to end all my fear.
Words of hate, cut like razor blades,
Why bother to love, because love just fades.
Everyone asks me why I'm not nice.
To feel love once means to get hurt twice.
You tore down every protective wall I built,
You see me cry, yet you feel no guilt.
I wish death would come and knock on my door,
Because I 'd feel no pain, I wouldn't hurt anymore.
MY BURNING RAGE, is an endless matter,
People only use me for someone to batter.
DIE, DIE, DIE, is what I cry deep inside,
Wishing I could crawl in a hole and hide.
If you listened to my heart, you'd hear a thousand screams,
Because you've killed all my hopes and crushed all my dreams.
Suicide is something I often contemplate,
But for some reason when I try, I hesitate.
MY BURNING RAGE, will I escape my demented hell,
With noone on my side, only time will tell.
