Have you ever had so much to say,
that your mouth just closed up tight,
struggling to harness the nuclear force coalescing within your words?
Have you ever had so many thoughts,
churning inside, that you didn't dare let them escape,
in case they blew you open wide?
Have you ever been so angry,
that you couldn't look in the mirror,
for fear of finding the face of evil glaring back at you?
YOU ARE READING
End Of The Road
PoetryCollection of poems, short stories, notes, quotes, etc mainly to do with self-harm and suicide