Anger is an emotion;
a feeling that takes over.
I push it down,
saying "No, i wont let you."
But it just mocks me with it's evil laugh.

You trigger it,
you just don't know,
that you're the match that lights my fire,
and she's the cold to keep it down.

I am an mount of flesh,
holding in so many emotions,
but the ones that are the most,
are the ones you shall fear.

Because one day,
she wont keep them down,
she wont be around,
and when they day comes,
you better beware.

For, on that day,
My anger,
My Fire,
is going to ignite.

i see you far,
i wish you near,
you never seem to hear,

my call for you,
each time you go,
wishing for you to come back,
but i guess you said no.

i've moved on with life,
i no longer need you,
so dont come back to me,
when you need,
because i will go,
you will beg me to stay,
and i will say no.

how does it feel?
to be hurt,
and alone.
to not know what to feel anymore,
to not see you come home.

i am gone,
you lost me forever,
i'll never come back,
so leave me alone,
as you should be used to that by now.

Chains pull me down,
Smoke fills my lungs,
No way to escape.
No way out.

Forced on repeat,
Like a never ending clock.
Bruises come,
Then they go.
Only for more to appear.

Fear strikes my heart,
Worry slices my body,
Regret tears at my eyes,
While loneliness haunts me.

It stares me in the eyes,
Laughing at my pain.
Nothing can stop it,
Only death will end it.

What is life?
Something you can't control,
you need order,
but it cannot be contained.

An emotional roller coaster,
you don't want to feel,
just ride.

Social Media,
people come in and out,
and you can't stop them.

Or maybe it's breathing,
taking breaths to continue,
through something you want to end.

Something valuable,
you only get it once.

But can it also be a tragedy?
Something you are forced to be in,
something you cannot escape.

What is life?

Face of a innocent,
looking for love.
the wrinkles of youth,
frown upon,
the desperation she reeks.

The loneliness,
overpowering her,
as she see's the others.

The laughs they share,
the heart break they bare,
the love they show,
their hopes that grow.

She wants to feel that love,
that heart break,
that hope.

But the wrinkles of her youth say wait,
it's not your turn,
just sit and watch,
and learn.

Because it is not your turn.

It's sad one word can cause so much trouble,
just three letters.

You say it; it's a cuss word.
You think about it; shame on you.
You do it by force; you go to jail.
You watch it; you're a pervert.
You do it to yourself; oh my gosh, ew!!

One word that floats around in everyones mind.
Three letters combined can cause a disaster.

Do it wrong; you're a mommy or a daddy.
Do it right; it never ends.

It can be beautiful.
Or it can be a tragedy.