Rage

I’m so sick
of letting go
fills my life
it’s what I know
feed up with Buddha
for a while
I feel something sick
twisted and vile
broke my own rules
aggression, insane
all I want
your face with pain
different kind of happy
--fused with rage
favorite trademark
of my age

It doesn’t seem good enough,
To see and hear the thud,
Now I want something I’d usually think,
Is completely cracked out bizarre,

You don’t know how it’d make me smile,
To see yours drenched in blood,
I wanna feel you suffering,
Just to know that you are.