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Poem: That Feeling.

Posted by psychoblob from Cardiff - Published on 21/11/2013 at 08:24
3 comments » - Tagged as Creative Writing, People

That feeling boils up inside you.
The same red as hell fire.
You get this feeling from jealousy,
Fighting, or a liar.

Reading this, you know it's anger.
Anger painful as a knife.
Eating away from the inside,
Destroying your life.

You may feel like punching,
Kicking, screaming, throwing.
You could feel only lonely,
Just with Anger growing.

Growing out of control.
It rages in your mind.
Anger, dark as the shadows of night,
Your emotions, it will find.

Talk about that Anger.
Don't scream, punch or kick.
You simply need to let it all out,
Or as a bomb, it will tick.

Tick, tock, tick.
Boiling away inside.
Ready to explode at any time,
Anger doesn't hide.

The bottle's nearly full.
Full of swirling rage.
Any time now, it will explode,
Affecting people of any age.

Anger affects children.
It affects adults too.
Swirling and swirling, forever,
Just because it grew and grew.

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