There are different levels to my anger
It will always start out the same
Going back and forth back and forth
Playing some kind of mental game
Everything will suddenly turn red
Clouding my judgement
Erupt like a storm,
In my wake explosions sent
With one raised eyebrow
There is only one thing that I yearn
To sit back and watch my revenge
As the world just crashes and burns
Don’t say a single word to me
Only venom will come out
So just let me walk away
I don’t want to give you any doubts
And when my anger starts to recede
The depression will settle in
Cursing and screaming thoughts
Trying to let the darkness win
This part can last for days
Eating away my soul
Not leaving any hope left
Just a giant empty hole
Hide away in solitude
Curl up into a little ball
Silently falling to pieces
Praying that the tears don’t fall
On the off chance they do
I have a way to make it cease
Pick up your trusty old friend
It’s sure to give me my release
Then the depression is freed
And the anger floods back
But this time it’s not inferno red
Nor is it a depressing black
It’s a very pale blue
That comes out like ice
The last part is always
My biggest vice
Now I’m distant
And it seems like I don’t care
But I’m watching and waiting
To see what is left there
How are you going to respond
If anything is resolved
Are the problems still the same
Or have we evolved
Are we just pretending
Will it surface again
Did we get stronger
Or did the anger win
I’ll do this for awhile
Putting my feelings on the shelf
After that things might return to normal
Or you might get someone else…
