GypsyPriestess
11-16-2005, 01:11 PM
Rage
Rage leaves me like a knife
wrenched cruelly from a wound
it breaks the dam of self-control
and leaves my bleeding soul.
And when the rage passes,
when done, it leaves me spent
with a languor all pervading,
fury a memory.
Rage leaves me like a knife
wrenched cruelly from a wound
it breaks the dam of self-control
and leaves my bleeding soul.
And when the rage passes,
when done, it leaves me spent
with a languor all pervading,
fury a memory.