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~Calming Kind Rage~



Blood may trickle

Grave may deep

Safe my heart's sound

next to those I may keep



Strangers attract

and funnier than that

is that friends attack

lacking every form of tact.



Truth may fickle

skies may seep

Safe my heart's sound

next to those I may keep



Your bite I have

I'll be careful with that.

Your smiles I learn

next to the spacing of fact.



Hope may little

Lies may brief.

Safe my heart's sound

next to those I may keep



Death knows me better

with each passing day

Safe is my hearts sound

as it pulses away.





The truth lies torrent

within my heart you can't view

Insanity. Craze. Crying in torment.

List my blessings? Why? FUCK YOU.



My anger it seeps through the world of the living

as my skin lies in ruin, and I hate myself breathing!

I'll hate all of you for the love you all faked.

And I'll stand o'er your bodies after having you staked.



Do the pretty rhymes make you smile

do they make you feel better for spending the while?

I'll pour out my thoughts, like the river of blood

And you'd watch me bled dry, with no remorseful thought.



I started this feature with a calming sort anger

but it would seem failed, as my rage wins the gander

I may hate too much for you fools to feel good.

But I fucking fuck dare you to answer is there love where you stood?



I don't know what's opened these floodgates within me.

This hating, this loathing this heart wrenching envy.

But I do know that this.... this just may finally free me.

So cleanse my heart of the morals I sang.I mean Every.



So I'll practice myself into loving what's near me.

so fuck you... your lies and your reasons.

spare me.

But no. Oh no no. Where the fuck are you going?

You're not getting out so easily after my blood's begun boiling.

You're in my mind now, you're in my head.

You'll forever be my lessons, that's why you are not dead.

So sit! Good girl. Stay! Good boy. Right the fuck where you are.

The scars I now carry prove just how brutal you were.

Aww poor me. Let me stop licking my wounds.

The point is my anger fortifies the strengthening tunes.

Ones that I hear with every kindness afforded.

Towards me by randoms who don't check if they can afford it.

They are the one this really is for

appreciation, praise and maybe a little more.

They remind me I can carry everything, if with but a smile.

even if they stay only a while.



In this shitty universe of destroyed existence

The kind kiss of a cute one, quickly, makes in it all the instance.

and safe the shards of my heart are

next to those I may keep.