Wednesday, October 22, 2025

whispering rage

Boiling point reach
Feeling uncertain 
Bend my will
Take moments to burst
Tears roll down
Unable to stand
This moment that he demands
Flooding of emotions
The whispers no longer slumber
Tag your it says one 
Another says choke them all
There's one that is quiet 
Barely speaks
Dial 911
Help and save me 
From the disaster 
Leave it at bay, the quiet one open up
Saying to destroy, but who
Myself for I am tarnished 
Breaking my will 
Bending to break 
Tick tock on the rock
Something more to be
But this disaster stands upon me
Let the rage consume everything
Leaving me soulless 
I'm a blank canvas 
Blend the red into the blue 
For it shall consume
Tarnished soul
Worthless one
What will break
But my will
Talk talk talk again
Listen to the beats 
To make it quick
Try not to drown in the flood that comes
Break free from the insanity 

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