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Rated: 13+ | Poetry | Writing | #1843743
A poem on Anger
Anger
Its slowly building inside of me
A fiery ball of metal spikes ready to be set free
Free to fuck shit up
To smash everything
The pressure expands
The aggression demands expression
Only to be pushed further into suppression
I’m ready to let loose
I’m ready to call a truce
With my neurotic psyche
The crazy melodramatic voice in my head
That leaves me energetically and motivationally dead
The anger bubbles
Frustration doubles
I'm ready to send my fist through a wall
Instead I fall
Fall deeper into scarcity
Nothing is ever enough
Afraid to ask for help cause I’m too fucking tough
My piss off winds around my body like suffocating vines
And I want to stomp around, rip up stop signs
And throw them through car windows
Instead I lay stiff
Closed off to the world
Closed off to the life I want and can create
Because I am swallowed by my irate state
Full of hate for the mind debate I feel stuck in
Trying to surrender to my higher self
The self that lets shit go
Lets the pain flow effortlessly through me
In lieu I allow the pain to subdue me
I feel heavy and dense
Like a wrecking ball
Ready to demolish buildings
I am in Intense suspense in anticipation for explosion
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