RAGE
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"WHERE DOES MY RAGE BEGIN?!
Where does my rage start, and I begin, where do I end? Do I end? NO I do not end, I am endless, over and over I am beaten, over and overI see failure, constant failure, always failing, always trying NEVER SUCCEDING always DYING! The booze drowns the pain, drowns the rage, numbs the hate, bludgeons the feelings, pushes it down to the depths of Hell, where I EXIST for my life feels like pain, fels like constant horrible pain, mental and physical. Physical pain? I have no fear, mental pain? HA! MY SCARS have made my soul as leather, no as stone, NAY! AS STEEL! STEEL DAMN YOU! STEEL! I cannot hold a masquerade for as long as people may think. I may have rage, but it makes me not invincible. Not by a long shot. I AM AS STEEL, branded into my flesh, sliced into my skin, burned to the core. PAIN is WEAK! There is nothing I cannot withstand.
Lonely is my heart, it beats black death through my veins, pounding ichor apocalyptic hatred swrils around my skull like a tornado of fire and blood, my body is an instrument of death, not cool and caluculated, nay, RED HOT and screaming for VENGANCE and FURY, screaming the question, WHY?! WHY FUCKING WHY?! Over and over agian it seems as though I cannot succeed, there is alwyas something HOLDING me, HATING MYSELF as much as I hate me. I am paradox, I am doomed, I am RAGE.
Know my name, and fear my pain."
That's all I have to say..
"WHERE DOES MY RAGE BEGIN?!
Where does my rage start, and I begin, where do I end? Do I end? NO I do not end, I am endless, over and over I am beaten, over and overI see failure, constant failure, always failing, always trying NEVER SUCCEDING always DYING! The booze drowns the pain, drowns the rage, numbs the hate, bludgeons the feelings, pushes it down to the depths of Hell, where I EXIST for my life feels like pain, fels like constant horrible pain, mental and physical. Physical pain? I have no fear, mental pain? HA! MY SCARS have made my soul as leather, no as stone, NAY! AS STEEL! STEEL DAMN YOU! STEEL! I cannot hold a masquerade for as long as people may think. I may have rage, but it makes me not invincible. Not by a long shot. I AM AS STEEL, branded into my flesh, sliced into my skin, burned to the core. PAIN is WEAK! There is nothing I cannot withstand.
Lonely is my heart, it beats black death through my veins, pounding ichor apocalyptic hatred swrils around my skull like a tornado of fire and blood, my body is an instrument of death, not cool and caluculated, nay, RED HOT and screaming for VENGANCE and FURY, screaming the question, WHY?! WHY FUCKING WHY?! Over and over agian it seems as though I cannot succeed, there is alwyas something HOLDING me, HATING MYSELF as much as I hate me. I am paradox, I am doomed, I am RAGE.
Know my name, and fear my pain."
That's all I have to say..
posted by Ocke at 11:31 AM
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