Angry

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Angry

Rage is filling me up inside,

With an anger making me despise.

My vision beginning to see red,

While I start to lose my head.

Common sense and reason,

Are holding me up for treason.

There is no longer logic in my mind,

As I forget the definition of kind.

I want badly to hurt something, someone,

With harsh words while my logic is gone.

All I know is what I’m feeling,

But how to begin healing?

I no longer want to play your game,

Which ignited my anger, as you came.

I’m tired of being frustrated and want it to stop,

If only I could turn back the clock. 

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