The Anger Inside Me
F J McCarthy on Feb 12, 2009
Where does it come from, this anger inside.
It washes over me like a tidal wave.
Makes me feel like a caged beast.
Ready to strike from out of my cave.
Try to control it can get so hard.
When people are pushy and mean.
Sometime I feel I could rip off their heads.
reach down their throats and rip out their spleen.
I feel like something has taken me
and nothing can calm me down
I look for my antagonist, there’s no-one here but me.
So I scream yet I can’t hear a sound.
Inside I boil from this rage.
That Just comes to me like the wind.
So I hammer my anger onto this page.
Til my sanity comes again.