As I sit here asking myself why you do this to me.
An answer rings out continually.
That you never really wanted me.
Was I just a there for convenience was I never meant
Pain is like a beating drum a never ending sea.
A deep well that builds inside of me.
A hot geyser biding its time to break free.
Sometimes I am scared of it like something that's not
I pray you do not add to it because you soon will see.
My Dr. Jackal turn to Hyde and fill with rage and glee.
A crazed rage that I enjoy, and that I decree.
I am bursting now deep inside so please don't try to help me.
Now you know my pain was not a lie or show for all to see.
Because now I am not a rage, I am a mystery.
- Title: Misery
- Artist: Dragonsnatch
- Description: This is a poem I wrote one day I found that I had lost myself in rage I found that the reason I was lost was because I was never really able to let go of anger I channeled my anger into this poem.
- Date: 09/28/2008
- Tags: misery