Anger

by peach   Jan 19, 2006


Anger has different shapes
It has many different sides
But all the types of anger
Has caused me to lose my pride

The anger thats inside me
Has upset me and my friends
Its caused me to not be me
Caused me to almost see the end

I\'ve hurt my friends so many times
and in so many ways
that im starting to feel
without me, theyll have better days

The attacks that pounce upon me
force me into a sudden rage
brick walls become my target
i feel like a circus animal on a stage

My heart starts to race
as my breathing gets way to fast
I start to get sick and dizzy
One day, one of those breathes will be my last

I even get angry
after having the best time of my life
thats why i feel i must punish me
run and grab the knife

Ive tryed using my anger in different ways
but im still not able to sort out my head
Im still a weird, stupid psycho
whats next... ive overdosed, cried and bled
The next stage... is it to be dead?

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