The lie of rage

The lie my rage always tells me
The lie, that everyone hates me
Why does it always tell me this?
Does my rage not see?
I no longer believe its lie
I will fight my rage
To keep it at by
So no more will it tell me its lie



YES, I got rid of my writers blocks and this is what I've come up with

 

That was great. I'm glad you have got rid of the Writer's Block. You caught the irrationality of rage just right.

 

Thanks, sis what really helped was the fact, that I has a photo of some art i did at collage called rage, that helpped big time

 

Nice poem but I liked the wolf one better ;O

 

but my wolf one was a bit crappy

 

I liked the wolf one ;O I thought it was awesome xD But yeah this poem is still nice >.>

 

I sware you bugging the hell out of me

 

A really nice poem. And something else.....how do you know the story of my life ?! Every poem you write it has something from what has happened to me in the past...it's creepy...but since your poems are that good i don't mind.

 

Well my poems are about emotions, and everyone has them, so many that's why

 

Yeah i suppose you're right.

 

Yep, I always write about emotions, even if am not feeling the one I'm writing about

 

That's the best part.
Good job on this one. Nothing too special but it's good.