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Rage builds up and at one point you gotta let it out

there may be some grammer mistakes, i didnt check them


Submitted:Aug 3, 2008    Reads: 148    Comments: 9    Likes: 4   


im face turns from a tanned color to a pale white
my eyes turn red and my lips pierce into one
my hands hang down at my sides in little balls of fist

im peeling with rage
dammit, why cant you understand?
all i want to do is to scream and make you listen
you dont notice until my angry tears hit the table

you look up as if you didnt know what was wrong
that only brings more rage
i dont want to say a thing
i want to yell at you, but i cant

i just wish you'd stop trying to change me
and start looking into my soul and see the great things in it
you keep on saying God would have wanted it this way
all i can do is look at you and scream inside

our arguement heats up and up unto a fire
i charge out of the house to cool down
i walk for hours screaming inside and huffing on the out

i look up and hear the sky
it begins to cry
harder and harder does the rain come down
and washes my anger away

i sit on the ground thinking and crying with the rain
"i guess not its time."
i walk home
with my anger cooled down to embers i walk in





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