Hearts For Rage
I Will Tear Your Heart Out
I will tear your
Heart out
And rip in into shreds
How else would my lipstick
Be this damn shade of red
I run on rage!
Every tick of my soul
It runs on rage!
The rage makes me whole
I run on rage
It overflows my bowl
I run on rage
Now that is my goal!
You think that you
Want me
Your tears they come in floods
But better it be tears
Than to drain your veins of blood
I run on rage!
Every tick of my soul
It runs on rage!
The rage makes me whole
I run on rage
It overflows my bowl
I run on rage
Now that is my goal!
I'm not your
Pretty flower
What grows along my fence
Is more like the Belladonna
Justice brings recompense
I run on rage!
Every tick of my soul
It runs on rage!
The rage makes me whole
I run on rage
It overflows my bowl
I run on rage
Now that is my goal!
About the Creator
Karen LaRue
I am Karen LaRue (She/Her) a North Carolina writer of poetry and witchy things of most sorts. I belive life is full of wonder and we don't always stop to see it. Taking the time to look and listen makes life worth living!
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Comments (1)
Nice piece ❤️😉