I want sadness turned into anger
I'll stick my hand into the blender
Just to feel a blade drag across my skin —
On my forearm it'd be a sin.
I want anger to consume me
Control over my choice
I want it to grow in me
Speak as my inner voice.
With anger it's easier
To maintain what I have
For once I won't have to
Lay down and give up.
I wouldn't just cry,
I would stand
With fury in my eyes
Clenched fists and teeth
I would barge into any room
Radiating a toxic tune
I'll get rid of once I fall,
I am better angry
Than just sad.
May 11
May 11, 2026 at 2:27 AM UTC
I want sadness turned into anger
I'll stick my hand into the blender
Just to feel a blade drag across my skin —
On my forearm it'd be a sin.
I want anger to consume me
Control over my choice
I want it to grow in me
Speak as my inner voice.
With anger it's easier
To maintain what I have
For once I won't have to
Lay down and give up.
I wouldn't just cry,
I would stand
With fury in my eyes
Clenched fists and teeth
I would barge into any room
Radiating a toxic tune
I'll get rid of once I fall,
I am better angry
Than just sad.
