The Rage

Originally written: Sunday. September 26, 2010. 11:41am. Facebook Profile of Ayla N. Joswick. In (Notes) Written by Ayla Joswick A love never realized.

My heart is gone,

My rage begins,

The terrible wrath within me spins,

 

The love I felt,

The people I helped,

And yet karma f***s me over again.

 

Keep me stable,

With good balance,

For if I tip,

Silence will fall,

Then the rage will begin to call.

 

Cross me once,

Cross me twice,

But do not cross me again.

 

The friends I have,

The things I do,

But what ever I do,

I say "beware" to you,

 

Keep me stable,

Keep me calm,

For if I tip,

I shall fall,

Then the rage shall begin to call.

 

Trying to subside,

The hurt inside,

The people I see,

The things I hide,

 

The love is gone,

Replaced by hate,

 

My home is gone,

Replaced by hell,

 

The friends are there,

But far away,

And the tears begin to fall.

 

But one friend stays,

And comforts me,

One thats loyal and true,

 

Although he lives,

Far away,

He sees me,

Through and through.

 

But now everything is slipping,

It drips like water or goo.

 

Sowly and slowly,

My love is slipping,

For the one,

Who saw me through.

 

Into the black whole I go,

Once again i'm back,

 

I hate this place of woe and sorrow,

Everything here is black.

 

I told you once,

I told you twice,

But please don't make me tell you thrice,

 

Keep me balanced, 

Keep me calm,

For if I tip, 

I will fall,

If I fall,

Silence will come,

And the rage shall begin to call.

Author's Note

This, is an inside look into a dark time of my life, one of the darkest. My heart was crushed when a friend that I loved, couldn't.. wouldn't, love me back because of the insane reality his mind shoved him into.