Anger

by Erin   May 17, 2007


Teeth clenched
Hands tight
Holding in my anger
With all my might

Backpack through the window
Chair to the wall
Images tempting
Stalking down the hall

Cheeks buring red
Heart rate beating
Blood is boiling
Anger is heating

Green little monster
Ripping through my skin
Anger is sharp
Like a sewing needle pin

Control is useless
But I will not give
I already know
This is my life to live

Pushing it down
Where no one will see
The monsterous little anger
I've built up in me

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