From Rage To Pain
i wrote this poem for who asking me to write
The rage inside me boils,
The constant tourture begins to frustrate me,
The flashbacks torment me daily,
The things Iv'e seen,
The things Iv'e done,
It seems like one big nightmare or dream or something.
My desperation for love and attention has never felt so real,
The constant search for attention has now stopped,
For I know I'll never have it,
My hunt for love has ended,
For in my eyes love is just a word,
What has love ever done for me but cause
pain?