Rage

Written from a dark place, on a dark day, from a dark perspective

A blanket of red fills me

covers my eyes, I can't see straight.

My mind is consumed

by the blackest of rage.

 

I won't listen to reason,

my fury ignites the

passion in my voice.

 

Anger.

Venom.

I regret my words.

 

You're hurt by my

lack of control.

I'm aware of your tears.

It makes no difference.

 

There is no stopping

as the level of my ire

rises. I can't stop.

The devil lives in me

and is winning.

 

Stop! Don't speak!

You'll only make it

hurt more.

 

Your words, meant to heal

only cause more pain.

 

Stay away! Leave me alone!

 

I am not open to reason

I won't barter.

My  wrath knows

no bounds.

 

I'm wrong, so very

wrong.

Forgive me, my love

 

Help me! I need to be

released from the

bondage of my

temper.

 

Hold me!

 

Stop me from lashing out.

Bind my arms so they

can't reach out

with malice.

 

Help! Don't give up.

I'm coming back

from that dark place

that exists

rarely.

 

Forgive me.

Love me.

 

Please?