taquesha thomas

Rage - Poem by taquesha thomas

I have this rage inside me and it's tearing up everything I wish to be.
My rage locks me in jail and there's this bad stuff I have to inhale.
This rage is also like an ocean, it moves inside me with motion.

My art became dirt, just like me and it hurts.
My obsessions became the victims of my depression.
It makes you feel alone but this has to be gone.
I have worked too hard and too long, and for it to be wasted is just wrong.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 21, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, April 11, 2011

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