A Helpless Rainy Situation (Rage Poem #2)

You self-righteous prick,
You make me sick,
Undeserved finesse,
You think you impress?
Your overbearing traits,
Liege, O' keeper of the gates,
Save your tricks and sleights of mind,
I am still of Roma kind...

Take in this power, vast as the seas,
You've incurred the wrath of this Pisces,

"Don't go red," you said-
"Don't lose your head."

...I'll go blue when I am dead,
Blame the stock from which I'm bred,

You can't hurt me with those eyes,
I've perfected cons and lies!
...I can lie to fool myself,
I can take idols off the shelf,
I can wipe those thoughts away,
I'm not selfish- I'm not gay,
I make memories go gray,

I can make you yesterday...

(I have class tonight, the rage will either be quelled or be fueled- it's their choice)

The 2nd Suitor (Rage Poem #1)

You didn't text me back,
Is it something that I lack?

I've been fearful for a while,
Love for me you can't compile,
You're fucking merciless- damn cruel,
Do you mistake me for a fool?

A sting- a viscous crack!
Is it something that I lack?

God you fill me up with rage!
You've moved on and turned the page,
I would've stopped, and not gone through,
But you kept secret what you knew,

Now you've thrown me off my track!
Is it something that I lack?

You have split my life in two,
Granted, willingly, I threw,
All my lust, I preyed on you,
But this!? Just out of the blue?

No... take your blues and make them black,
Is it something that I lack?

Now I'm twisting back in dread,
Regretting all the things I've said,
If you don't want me in your life,
STOP FUCKING AIDING IN MY STRIFE!

You didn't text me back,
Is it something that I lack?