RAGE – My letter to You

Thoughts of me bounce around, wondering why. Why control me, why not let me go. Why am I buried so deep? It was me that got you out of those situations where you literally stared death in the face. It was me that you used when the odds were against you beyond belief. It was me that allowed you to let go and become unstoppable. It was me that you used on the football to make plays that no one believed you could.
Why in this transition do you allow yourself to express your other emotions, but I am singled out and controlled and put away. You fear my expression because you know when I am unleashed I cannot be controlled. Have you realized that, that is what makes me beautiful and necessary? Control is overrated and you need to let go. I am festering. You feel me. Allow me to let go. Let me go. The gym is nice but not even there do you call on me. You let go in the bedroom, the lady may like your new expression and aggression but I’m still controlled.
Let me go!
If you don’t I will find a way to come unexpected. Brutal images are my thoughts. Those thought you have that provide temporary reliefs are mine. Thoughts of homicide, thoughts of inflicting immense pain are mine. The thoughts of punishment you want to inflict are mine. I am real.
I remember when you paid no attention to your other emotions. I remember when it was just me and you. You masked me behind sarcasm and laughter, but I always knew that was your way of keeping our relation concealed from the public but we had a good thing. Anytime you felt anything and expressed yourself, it was me. You called on me a lot, and even then you tried to control me and you did well. That is ok. Use me when you need me. Those bloody faces and sore hands are because of me. You think of me now because you enjoyed those times. So why is it that you no longer call on me? Those still times in deep thought it’s me you think of. I compete a lot with your new sadistic sexual side but even there you think you calling on me, but No. I do not exist in places of consciousness.
I am with you always. I noticed that you are letting go and thinking less. Just know I am here ready to go. Call on me, use me on your terms or mine…