Head is pounding
Heart is sounding
I can feel it
in my bones,
the enmity within.
Skin is pulsing
Mind convulsing
My thoughts wander
to somewhere
violent and empty.
Fists are shaking
Knees are breaking
Yet I pretend
that I am
triumphantly merry.
Lies are spoken
My heart broken
But this time my
words will be
shamelessly recessive,
And my anger
will subside
into it's submission,
Like the rest of me.
May 3, 2016
May 3, 2016 at 10:42 PM UTC
Head is pounding
Heart is sounding
I can feel it
in my bones,
the enmity within.
Skin is pulsing
Mind convulsing
My thoughts wander
to somewhere
violent and empty.
Fists are shaking
Knees are breaking
Yet I pretend
that I am
triumphantly merry.
Lies are spoken
My heart broken
But this time my
words will be
shamelessly recessive,
And my anger
will subside
into it's submission,
Like the rest of me.