FicWad

rage
an inferno of violent emotion
controlled and suppressed to the point of near non-existance
but never gone...

pain...
the empty, heavy, pressing feeling of a vaccuum in my chest.
let out by tears, flowing freely 'till sleep takes me away,
into blessed unconciousness...

now...
only emptyness
the void

no more tears... no more rage...

anger is gone, pain is dim.

i dont care anymore...