May 14, 2009 01:28
RAGE
Is a powerful thing
It is strong
uncompromising
Without you I will soon become nothing
how can I find you?
My closest friend
because of my shame
I am Judas
Will you be the master of my mind?
Or do I have to go it alone, without guidance
Without my voice, my soul will soon wither
go to waste in the dirt pile
I am so ashamed of myself
I hide away from others
I hide my esteem
tucked in a tiny box
careful so the others cannot see
How will I ever understand me?
I need you, I love you, I want you
and I want you now you sick fuck
let my anger consume in all I do
So for once in my life I do the right thing
and everyone will hear me
The glory awaits
I want power, not affection
that is for the children of the world
who only takes, but does not know how to give
Only power stands true when the sun sets
I want to empower my self, my identity
restart the engine
let nature return to its course
let my passions take to a cause
No more dying on the inside
no more, please I beg you
make me feel angry
make me realize what I have lost.
The dark is about to swallow
and I cannot afford another famine
for winter was long and you know I cannot stay
I have to go soon
so I am hoping you will rethink your decision to be staying out of my life like this
we can be together
In my anger
we can destroy
and then make a voice
tear down this construction
these faulty, oppressive membranes
webbing over my eyes
starting with this microcosmic delay in my development
starting with the past undone, redone, revised
understood.
starting with my father and my mother
the way the didn't see from the very beginning
how I was born blind
how I was born losing it
Starting with the hatred that stems from my core
with the ones that I thought my cherish me most.
Starting with my envy for their ease
and comfort
walking in privilege
with an ethical edge, but really nothing comes from their majestic intentions
the very people with the knowledge of the gods
are also the very worst
complete waste of time.
So let's eat and drink to their downfall
maybe then will they learn
that you cannot save people
when you cruise in your chair
sit with the luxury of debate
and questioning
and advancements in your mind
When out there, they are busy
struggling
feeling theheat
the burn
the injuring of our skulls
Now do you follow me?
I want to see red
rage