Woman's Rage

Poem By Alfred Ramos

It burns inside of me
The fire I thought was desire
Is searing in my heart
Of which I wanted no part
The scorching flames that it releases
To incandescent pieces
I close my eyes to darken skies
And I see your false smile and all the while
Your lying eyes held back the cries
And I hear your deceiving voice
Shutting me out as if I had no choice
I breathe and it hurts to the bone
Knowing now I stand alone
Exposing a weakness I never known
Missing you makes me mad with rage
I know you set me up on stage
To play me like a violin
Making me blind to what might have been
Now I can’t even look at myself
I feel like an outdated commodity on the pantry shelf
You swayed me to the perfect key
And I played your music in harmony
I am angry at you for your lies
The false facade behind your baby blue eyes
The betrayal of an honorable man
Who should have stayed but ran

Comments about Woman's Rage

women can be much more worst than men...dont let her be your turantula, it can deadly. your poetry is amazing...thank you for sharing =]

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