Rage,Pain,And Love

You see me calm and collected untill all my rage drains onto this page, so..now you see my strain,all my pain as it makes me insaine. The blood of my anger bleeds on the page like tears from a thousand dieing souls; To rot to die to feel the uglyness of being alone.You try to see through me, but you see the real me, the one longing for happyness within this life of mine, this time your my only sign.. i feel fine so this will be my last line.