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Jul 2016
Every inch of my body burns with rage.
Wanting to punch anything,
wanting stomp this feeling away.
I'm about to explode.

Sometimes I have no reason to be,
but the anger bubbles out of me.
This anger is destroying me.

My skin sizzles at the drop of these tears,
my mind races to resolve this conflict within.
I usually keep my anger to myself,
but now it's too much and it shows.

I numb the ears of people with my words and blind them with my stares.
I don't mean to...
but the anger took control.

Is it bad to feel comfort in the one thing that wrecks you?
It just hurts so good, at times.
A.W
Alexis Walkes
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Alexis Walkes  Barbados
(Barbados)   
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