This is something i wrote when i was a teenager, and i was going through a bad time. I had a few other problems that might come up in my other poems if i ever find them.
Here it is.
My Quiet Rage.
The mask hides my rage,
you never see it,
It's in a cage.
This happy mask that I wear,
Has never shown the pain,
If you even care.
Inside me is a storm,
Always a raging storm,
And there was never any calm.
This quiet rage will never go away,
Too bad my self-control didn't stay.
I've lost myself in that rage.
And there was so much of it.
I had to let it out.
The anger burns me on the inside,
I don't know what to do,
But hurt on the outside
The results of my rage are unseen,
I cover them when they are clean,
And the blood is washed away.
I feel better but only for a little while,
Until another feeling of anger,
Makes my mind turn vile,
But the anger blocks the pain,
So I'll never feel a thing.
Ok, that's it. That's what was inside my head in my teen years. It scares me now, that I could ever do what I did to myself. Anyway, if you don't like it, just tell me and i'll fix it. If you do like it then thanx for actually reading it. I may have more on the way if i can find where i stored them.
See ya,
Redvampire
Edited by: RedVampire at: 9/13/03 12:26 pm
-Viv- 
Also, I too loved how you spun your words in "Lost at Sea", I could feel the raw pain in every line. Thanx so much for sharing. 
) for very long so I have to be quick. I love seeing feedback. I have another poem, its short but I like it. It's not quite as dark but mentions death.
. That was some strong writing. I see you are awesome at writing with anger. I wonder what happened if you wrote something in a happy state??? I know that you said that you don't write anything in a happy mood, but I was just wondering. Anyhoo, I'm impressed with your update. Really, I am. As Pacou said, I pray that something great, awesome, fully of happy-happy joy-joy, comes your way soon. Once again, great update. =)