blown to bits
smashed dreams
raging winds
surround me
risen outrage
cries for help
no one around
to scream at
or to leer
ascended hostility
blowing my mind
causing my heart to race
to try and escape
but there are
no open doors
the raging winds
engulfed me
It is healthier to let out our anger
than to hold it in. It is better
to pour it out in ink
than to say something
you may regret.