My Anger

I feel the burn deep within.

I know its my anger again.

Festering to the surface.

Making me wanna cuss.

My skin turns red and hot to the touch.

This part of me I hate so much.

It builds and builds until i blow.

I Don't wanna be angry don't you know.

It says me up inside.

From it I cannot hide.

Of it I must take control.

Or we will all pay the toll.
                   Written by:

                   Amy Gooch