Xpression.v2

Hot Vibrance (1/12/2006)

I have this feeling of rage that has me captive today
I’m ready to flip my lid today like back in the day
It seems attractive to say that I’m enraptured with hate
But a day comes after today, and I can’t trash it away
So, in my fashion of ways, I have come right after the page
Like a drug for my veins that soothes the passionate rage
I’m not the bastard of hate and I’m trying to fight it
Instead of lashing away, I try my best to respite it
Cause the small things ingite it and trap me inside the violence
The look of frustration as I stew in my silence
With the angry, hot vibrance that has reached my own limits
No thought’s without hate, those two mix before finished
And my patience is thinnest as I flee to my clinic
The sheet of the paper and the pen with ink in it
Like an addict I hit it and drown in sensation
Just wash it away and cleanse out the temptation
The bullshit, the drama, the collection that’s stored up
Throw it back in the closet and keep the damn door shut
The anger, the sore strut, my temples are pounding
As I bust through this page so clenched up and bounding
With anger resounding in the way that you found me
The shortest of words came off oddly sounding
Next thing, the loud shouting, my thoughtlessness screaming
The temper I hold gives my soul a good beating
And I’m punching and bleeding and yelling out curses
Fuck you, piece of shit and a few more choice verses
So I close down the curtains and I darken the stage
The show is now over, folks, we must part our ways

Notes: Had kind of a shitty day today and my fuse has gone off a few times. This is just me writing away the anger. You’d be surprised how much calmer I am now.

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