Roping in the Rage

Roping in the rage,
That’s what it’s all about,
Tying a noose round the persona of rage,
Choking the life out of the rage.

Till it recedes into the darkness of the mind.

Roping in the rage.
The need for control,
Locking up the monster inside,
Never feeling like a ‘self’,
Instead only feeling like a cage to lock up the beast inside.


The confusion,
The rage,
The anger,
The pain,
The need to rope in the rage.

Delaying the inevitable;
The walls break down,
The cage breaks open,
The time of reckoning is about to come.

Let us hope that roping in the rage is sufficient.

We know it isn’t.

We know it won’t last.


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