So I wrote this when I was really mad and annoyed the other day. I should really learn how to express my feelings but usually they just bottle up inside of me until I start bawling or until the slightest thing ticks me off. Sorry this intro thing was long.
Poem
Rage
That pure, can't put into words anger
It comes from family, stupidity, ignorance
So much anger that it just compacts in the tips of your fingers, your spine, your legs
It builds and builds until just the slightest thing sets you off
Waking up late, someone eating your food, having to do something you really don't want to
That's what rage comes from
Anger that builds and builds
Hate that builds and builds
The little things that build and build until eventually you have a wall of rage
A wall so big that you can't build anymore
A wall so huge that you have to crash through it and start new
Everyone has anger
Everyone has walls
Everyone has to break through those walls and start new
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So yeah. I think these are getting better but I don't know????
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Written-1/29/17
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Poems and Creative Writing(ish)
PoetryA collection of random poem things I've written. Some of them are sad and this is just a way to express my feelings kind of
