A Poem Called Rage


Rage according to Oxford Dictionaries:

noun: violent, uncontrollable anger

verb: to feel or express violent, uncontrollable anger


What makes me say those awful things

My words and actions are more than actual rage

Why keep pushing buttons

When inside I feel nothing

Because the only thing left to feel is pain

And a deep and empty shame

Yet I am stil compelled

To push and push you further still

And in my twisted mind

I think I'm still the victim

Or maybe, just maybe

It's not a twisted rage after all

Because, in the end, somehow

I get over my pain, push you away

And on with my life


© 2013 Shannon

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dreamseeker2 3 years ago

Interesting poem and choice of words. : ) I am compelled to anger if pushed beyond my limit. But, it takes a lot for me to get there. It is not a good feeling, that's for sure! Have to vote your poem up! Good insight to such a strong emotion.

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shanmarie 3 years ago from Texas Author

Thank you, dreamseeker. I can get mad now and then, like everyone else - but, I rarely, if ever, get so mad that I start seeing red, so to speak. I honestly don't remember why I wrote that poem. It was probably after a breakup with a boyfriend. LOL Or, given the timing, it could've been in response to a good friend that decided I no longer lived my life according to his standards, thus we could no longer remain friends.

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