Rage

Contempt pure contempt utter disgust

Thousand ants crawling under my skin

Snakes oozing out of my eyes

I want to be murdered

I want to be hanged

Please rip me apart piece by piece

Leave nothing behind

No evidence of my existence

Screaming faces bleeding faces

Red is the color of the town

The streets are crying of hunger and pain

They hold me grab me squeeze me

My feet have been tied down in their hands

The nails have broken scratching the ground

The grip is lost and I am thrown into a crowd of violence

Selfish misery the man that is today lost in his own darkness

That the day looks dark and the night’s blackout

Nothing seems to happen outside their world

There is a rope tied to the neck and the life is slowly escaping away

The cough that spits blood tried to get some air

The cloth burns into the skin and pushes the veins to dry up

Lying limbless on the floor getting kicked and spit at

All the hatred is taken in all the remorse

But it is not mine to be had it is not mine to be told

Only the eyes behold the picture which has been painted in the memories

The canvas upon which I often throw black pastels

Comes alive again in this moment of utter haste

When I see the contempt oh the contempt of my life!