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Poetry By: Angie Blake

For all those wonderful moods....

Submitted:Mar 15, 2013    Reads: 16    Comments: 7    Likes: 5   

Sometimes I just want to rest
Everyone needs a little piece and quiet
every now and again,
I think it's my turn.
I just want to crawl in a hole
and wait for all this to pass.
Sometimes I even want to turn invisible.

Sometimes I want to jump up and down
and yell and scream,
I'm tired of putting my feelings on the back burner
and bottling everything up inside.
Sometimes I just want to scream.

Sometimes I just want to cry.
I want to curl up in that safe fetal position and bawl
like a baby.
I want to rock back and forth and bang my head
against the wall.
I want to scream profanities at the world.
Sometimes I just want to cry.

I wonder who am I gonna be today?


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