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I Am Consumed

His Name Is Frank

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I am a whirlwind of anger and hate

For reasons I can't even elaborate

Just one single being has me seething

I know I should give up the rage and let go

But the emotions are eating my mind,body and soul

Memories constantly reeling

The shit they're revealing

Over and over a loop in my brain

I feel so much that I don't notice the pain

But I am filled with hate,resentment and shame

Why do we do the goddamn things we do

Without seeing the other's point of view

Stumbling around like we don't have a clue

Leaving in our wake a pile of fools

Believing in our lies

Expecting them to believe

What the fuck do we expect to achieve

Emotions make it so damn hard to breathe

I am not violent outside but in

My every want and desire to give in

There's comfort in knowing that I never will

A relief all too brief now back to the feel

Why can't I let go

It's all too familiar

Like an old enemy returning

To send my mind churning

My memories now burning

With the similar feel from the past much like now

Intensified HATE by a million I don't know how

To turn off this ocean of emotion oozing from every pore

I want to stop

I don't want to feel anymore

I let in the good

In rushes bad

Making me forget every good that I had

Crazy how the mind works

A created Hell

So stubborn to dwell

Fuck this feeling I can't even place

Know your true enemy behind your own face

FUCK EVERY GODDAMN PERSON WHO'S EVER MADE ME GENERATE THIS HATE AND FANNED THE FLAME

FUCK YOU FOR FUCK'S SAKE,GODDAMN YOUR NAME

I'm so tired of being wired

I need to release

But it all but consumes me

I will never know peace

 
HisNameIsFrank said:
Memories constantly reeling

The shit they're revealing

Over and over a loop in my brain

I feel so much that I don't notice the pain

But I am filled with hate,resentment and shame

Why do we do the goddamn things we do

Without seeing the other's point of view

Stumbling around like we don't have a clue

The screams of this can still be heard in my mind. Well Done.
 
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