The voice was loud
Whispering in my ears
Regreting doubts
Reviving my fears
It was painful
Yet so full
It makes you red
With fist, you fool
Why does anger have to exist?
Why can't happiness lead?
When will we realize?
That anger is not made of steel.
It's truly a wonder.
Everbody feels it.
It's a loud banging,
Against your own Will.
Keep away
Avoid the game
Cause it will cause death
A tasteless yet spiteful threat
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MY POEMS
Poesía🍭These are poems that makes my anxiety and depression form into an ink staining my life and each paper that I take. Please do not copy unless you understand what you are taking away. 🌼
