Feeling an emotion so intense
and now nothing makes any sense
Towards nothing and everything
Every inch of me keeps buzzing
With consuming frustration and hatred
Everywhere I go, all I see is red
Tossing and turning in my bed
I'm still crying out in my head
Why does everything make me mad?
Why has everything gone so bad?
Why do I feel this emotion so deeply?
It's taking over me completely
Just a second without it is all I ask
A second for me without my mask
Without me pretending that all is fine
When my breakdown is nearing its line
Is it too good to be true?
Is it against the reality that I knew?
Maybe someday I'll live in peace
When all the anger finally cease
But for now, I'll continue this rage
Might as well lead my own rampage
But I'll keep waiting for the day
Where I'll keep the anger at bay
YOU ARE READING
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Poetry"IT'S POEHTIHC" Said the nut, who's one of the authors of this book. "...YOU BAKA, FOINE" Was what the potato, the other author, replied as she laughed and wondered what's wrong with them. This book is a compilation of poems made by two weird author...
