Rage from within
Anger
People walk about like royalty wearing a crown but in reality yous are just fucking clowns,
My blood is boiling and my chest is sore,
My thoughts so dark, they chill me to the core...
My bodies shaking and anger breaking....
This surely is the last hell awakening π€...
Elastic band on its last thread,
Fuck you all as i lay on my bed....
Feel like a prisoner, dare not go out....
This isny me... this isn't what am about....
Its sending me crazy,
My thoughts all hazey,
Our minds so delicate like petals of a daisy,
As i start to calm my anger starts to drown from tears starting to fall...
I put my head in my knees, im the shape of a ball,
Acting the king of the clowns performing at the circus,
Why have i let it be so poisoness?
Exhausted mentally i need a break,
Someone, anyone, give me a shake,
I scream and shout but no one ever hears me,
Maybe its my time to just fuck off and flee.
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Comments
I think many of us have felt this, especially this past year. I liked your honest blunt to the point expression. Gives the piece the raw emotion it deserves. I hope writing helpsΒ
GwenΒ
Not a good place to be .. if this is a product of a poet's imaginings, then well done you ........... if it is autobiographical and you aint feeling better yet .. find some one to talk to .. Best wishes & all Good Things dear poet ..Β