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In the depths of my being, a tempest roars, Rage, an inferno that consumes and soars. A storm of emotions, turbulent and wild, Unleashing fury, an untamed child.
With fiery eyes and a heart ablaze, Rage courses through me, in myriad ways. It's the thunderous crackle in my voice, The searing passion, my soul's own choice.
A symphony of anger, notes piercing the air, Rage, a primal force that I dare not spare. It fuels my spirit, ignites my will, A burning energy I cannot still.
In the chaos of rage, I seek clarity, To rise above the fury, with integrity. To temper the flames, find balance within, And let rage be a catalyst, not just a din.
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Good luck.
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I've spent so much time being sad,
For things I should have held anger for.
Let me hear you say my name,
Beg for my forgiveness.
My absence will rot within you,
My ghost will haunt hallways you've yet to discover.
You fell in love with my mercy,
What about this rage?
I've cried my last tear,
And I am unashamed of the way I begged-
It is, however,
Your fucking turn.
x
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We are not the same
Your perception of our shared encounter,
The lies you tell yourself
I embrace the anger, the pain
Learning to grow from the hate
You hide it away
Pretending like it never happened
While you hurt those around you
Because your soul still bleeds
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Embers of anger
Anger burns within my chest,
A wildfire that won't let me rest.
Betrayal cuts deep like a jagged knife,
Twisting and turning, disrupting my life.
Promises shattered like fragile glass,
Left me standing in the storm's harsh blast.
I trusted you with all my heart,
Before you tore my world apart.
Rage courses through my veins,
A roaring river, breaking chains.
How could you be so cruel and sly,
Leaving me with nothing except a lie?
I scream into the empty night,
Fighting shadows, seeking light.
No more tears, no more sorrow,
I'll find my strength, face tomorrow.
You won't control me, not anymore,
I'll rise above, my spirit will soar.
Anger may burn, but it won't consume,
I'll reclaim my life, banish the gloom.
With a deep breath, I let it go,
Releasing the fire, feeling the flow.
Peace replaces the burning flame,
I rise anew, no longer the same.
Now I see you through different eyes,
A stranger cloaked in familiar lies,
The person you knew is lost in the past,
In this new light, I’m myself at last.
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pomegranate heart
i don't know who you are but you're killing me.
you're peeling my heart like one would a pomegranate and granulating the chambers into nothing but the seeds, squishing, devouring.
i wish to make no sense in this entry.
i'm so tired and i'm so chained to you and that is what is killing me and keeping me alive at the same time. this weight? it gives me struggle. the struggles gives me purpose. and on the way to purpose, on this long, windy, ever-sinuous road that i follow i go off-track, back on track before deviating and falling into a trench of distraction.
how i climb through the gravel, itching to get back to the surface of focus.
i'm sorry for the times i fell.
hell, i don't even know you but look at me, apologizing to someone i don't even know i'm writing about.
you're killing me
and it's the most alive i've felt in a while.
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how dare you
how dare you be nothing like the person i thought you were
how dare you put up a front to make me feel comfortable and safe for the sole purpose of using me
how dare you abuse my kindness and parade about as if you’ve done nothing of the sort
how dare you flood my thoughts and take my breath away only to hurt me a thousand times over
how dare you
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you have no right to be angry.
i do not have my mother’s forgiveness;
i do not have my sister’s ignorance.
are you upset that i might not come back,
or is it that you know you bred this hatred in me?
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The Worth of my Words
A single tear
Falls from my eye
Down my cheek
Past my heart
And to my feet
You have let
Me down
Again
Here I see
What worth
I had
In your eyes
Less than that
Of a single cent
Here I slouch
Shattered in my words
Seams ripped
To show what’s beneath
My teeth are grinding
On the words
I cannot speak
Like hard tendons
Of spoiled meat
So just a squeak,
Is all that you hear
And so you say
It is not worth
Listening for.
- Solomon H.J Kitts
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‧₊˚✧from my collection of poems and prose✧˚₊‧
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Misery loves company
I am pulled out from the crowd
A shining silver string running through my coarse hair told them I was special
I get pulled through the crowd
No one attempted to spare me
My hooved arms attempt to claw their way back to the other lambs
Suddenly my white, fresh coat turns
But it is not me who is next
Lambs step up to the alter and get their heads cut off one by one
Heads roll just before my feet
Like clockwork a lamb steps up, and part of him steps down
I am forced to watch myself getting killed a million times
With two hands making sure my head stays forward
And my eyes wide open
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Scarlet Rot
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I hold resentment down until it is filtered through my blood,
Making my body ache.
My heart races even at rest,
My stomach full of the words
I just can't seem to scream right,
And the ones that do manage to claw their way out of my throat-
Only whispers.
Only pleas.
Finding only deaf ears,
Returning to force their way back past my lips,
To fester with the rest of them-
I wanted you to give a single solitary fuck
About the way you've changed me,
But you didn't.
And the rot.
It spreads.
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They call me mad,
They call me crazy,
My anger is evident and my vision is hazy.
Scars on my ankles from being pulled down into the muck of angry men.
Never even got an apology, so it all burrows under my skin and encourages the fire.
Now I speak with flames and you all are to blame,
And rage grows over my skin, like ivy over rotting wood.
I’ve bled myself dry to prove I’m not nothing,
But now I’m nothing but an angry, cold woman.
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Never something
What the fuck is wrong with you?
Your existence is a mistake.
A failure after failure,
you never succeed in anything,
you crave attention and love,
but you don’t deserve them.
You desire too much and do not give anything in return,
you’ve been waiting at the same spot ever since your birth,
always someone else is at fault for what happens.
The fault is all yours.
You are nothing.
Your friends are disgusted by you,
because you’re insecure and you sabotage everything good that is given to you,
but you put the blame on them.
They are responsible for your inability to love,
for the fact you’re full of hate and fears,
for your living in an imaginary world and narcissistic behavior,
for you being pathetic and not deserving anything.
You’re falling apart, you’re weak,
all your attempts at becoming better die,
you’re hiding behind masks just to be liked,
you say you’re a good friend and a good daughter,
but you never do the right thing and the consequences reveal your real face.
You’re a wreck that knows only self destruction.
But everything is alright, isn’t it?
Your mother is endlessly disappointed,
your sister sees you as a monster,
your relatives cannot even look you in your eyes,
your friends don’t dare look out for you.
No matter how much you try to fix things,
it will always come to this.
The only people you loved
are gone because of your insecurities,
you’re alone, on your own, and nobody wants you, not even you yourself,
you’re drowning in your past as you desperately bleed,
but is there any point to this?
You don’t know who you are,
your whole life is an endless run from reality,
your dreams are impossible,
you don’t belong anywhere.
You don’t have a place in the world.
Nothing is ever enough for you.
You hold a knife in your hand and you can’t stop picking at your wounds,
you’re tragic, you’re horrendous,
it’s winter in your heart and you’re constantly furious,
you don’t know forgiveness and you hate yourself.
Always nothing,
never something.
Your body does not belong to you,
your thoughts control you,
your legs are broken,
the wings you have in your dreams are frozen.
You’re stuck here, in the dark,
where the truths about you echo.
You’re broken and you’re too gone now.
Your wounds will never heal.
And if you dare open your mouth,
just to ask for the unknown forgiveness,
nothing but your screams will echo in the world of your self-hatred.
Hopefully you’ll drown in what you have done and earned.
Hopefully you’ll rot here forever.
You killed all your previous selves.
Now they are going to kill you.
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there's no space for you here
a poem by me
i am a person who hides behind a mask,
carefully crafted to cover my true face.
only a select few know i wear it at all.
i have a hat too, to keep the mask on,
and cover the edges when it starts to come off.
i went outside.
they told me "your hat's too big, you should take it off"
i said no. they told me to leave, "there's no space for you here"
so i left, and went somewhere else.
they told me "your hat's too distracting, you should take it off"
so i took the hat off, my mask starts to fall.
they looked at me like i was the bad one. "there's no space for you here" they cried like a chorus
if there's no space for me here, then where is my place,
when if i go somewhere else, they tell me the same?
"there's no space for you here" WELL, TELL ME WHERE THERE IS!
IF I CAN'T FIT IN ANYWHERE, THEN HOW DO I LIVE!?
"THERE'S NO SPACE FOR YOU HERE" WELL, I COULDN'T CARE LESS!
MAKE SPACE FOR ME HERE, OR FIND SPACE SOMEWHERE ELSE!
don't leave me out, lost and alone,
how can you expect someone to live like that?
don't leave me alone.
i deserve a place here, just like everyone else.
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none at all.
i am so sick with love i feel like throwing up flowers and unsaid words and wringing out my insides so they crush and leak as nothing but reams of "i love yous."
i'm so good at it. hiding all this.
people have no idea.
none at all.
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