Rage

Seething anger bursts inside

There’s a monstrous rage growling

Fantasising destruction 

There’s not much to do

And the constant nagging bugs me

Purposeless existence

A nihilistic sloth

It becomes a rebellion 

Rebel against what?

Why are you so angry they ask

So naively, it fuels my violent tendencies 

Fuming. Disastrous. Hatred.

My thoughts become a senseless word salad

A melting pot of rage

Emotionally crippled

I look for an escape

Hope I do, before I explode.