The anger inside me boils,
Threatening to blow,
Like a tea kettle
The screeching sound of air
Coming out of another’s mouth,
Formed by the vocal cords
Can be the thing causing me to blow
The words,
The actions,
The things that you do to me
Cause a buildup of raw emotion
Anger,
Pain,
Hatred,
The anger runs through me disguising my pain
The pain causes my sadness never to be explained
The hate rules my decisions later regretted
And you?
You are the cause of my tears
Running down my face,
Bitter and sweet
As I walk away
And you continue to yell your painful words,
Words like a knife pressed to my throat
Threatening and Frightening,
But powerful
A knife pressed against the strongest man’s throat
Can make him weak,
And fall to his knees,
For all his weaknesses
Have confronted him,
Your words cause my faltering shield to fall
Your words make my weakness,
Because your words are my weakness
