Rant

frustrations explored

corrosive thoughts simmer stoically

threatening to bubble caustically

I hate...I despise and feel distressed

not fair I scream with unrest

oh that I could I'd bang and destroy

                         something

I don't know what....

 

storms brew and cycle through 

still...there's calm moments too

 

when I'm not caught

in endless torture, chaos or despair

 

I hate, oh how I hate and wish 

How I wish 

there was someone who really did care...

Reviews

[Tattered Teddy]

I completely relate to this! Although I assure you, someone really does care. :)

[M. Kari]

Thank you it helps to know others do care

[Tattered Teddy]

I know it does, thank God for those who care!

[Tree]

A moving, song of despair. This poem made its way to the page, because it had to.
Well done M.K.

[M. Kari]

Yes I was under quite a bit of despair when I wrote that...thankfully such moments are rare :)