Hot
Bubbling
Vicious
RedScowls and pain
Is the life that I live
TodayWhat did I do
To deserve this painWhat godly entity did I piss off this time
Why is it that everytime I try, I end up broken
Anger is a poison
Spreading
Reaching
DestroyingI tried
And tried
And triedAnd all that's left is anger
And fear
And the yawning pit of blackness I worked so hard to crawl fromNo one
No one can save me
Not anymoreAnger
Bitter
Afraid
Lost
BrokenWhen will it end
You'll die with it
Forever
Again
And againUntil there's nothing left to fight back
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Half Truths and Hidden Memories
PoetryA place of sorrow, of fear, of pain. A place of joy, of hope, of love. A place to cry out in fear. A place to shout in joy. A place to be myself, and hope not to be judged for who I am.