Rage

Rage

Rage is what I feel it is what you plant within me with your words

Your every act pushes me towards the precipice each act towards an edge

There is no pleasing you no capitulation that will buy peace with you

Rage is what you want to inspire hatred the goal you seek to create

It becomes a wonder to me that rage can be a refuge from your spite

That inactivity to the deepest part of me blankets that rage to protect others

But the rage can sheild me from your venimous demands spewed upon the wind

Each breathe I take burns my heart a heart that you seared long agon

You can not rest if I am at peace you can not rest if I am not suffering

Speaking with you is like dancing on blades and however I step I get cut

I ran away from you to save my life I ran to hid from your malice you hatred

Any love I felt for you you destroyed any compasion I had for you crumbles

I will not hate you I will not follow you down such a destructive path

That is why I rap around me a sheild of rage to block our your vindictive words

That is why I sit still and dare not move until this storm passes out of sight

I will not give in and make you victorious in your quest to make me like you

I will not hate I will wrap myself in my rage and my inactivity to quench your attack

I will let each breathe I take cool my scars upon my heart where you once touched

I will bury myself in my rage and not strike out I will let the fire burn only me

I will not hate I will survive and not give you the victory over me

I will not hate.