| RAGE.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic

my veins turned scarlet, melting down my skin and turning it into pen ink.

heart beating.

anger pulsing, hot and heated and eating and eating. spreading through my veins, infecting my blood, and possessing my mind. boiling. growing.

i couldn’t think. it was as though something was blocking me from continuing, luring me into a different mindset. i needed to act on the anger, otherwise it would keep distracting me. pulling and tugging, eating and eating.

i grasped at the strings that tried to pull me like a puppet, my heart in my throat. i didn’t want to let the rage overtake me, but it was so strong. so promising. i wanted to hurt them. i needed to.

why don’t they listen? why don’t they listen? it just gets me more angry. makes me want to hurt them.

i couldn’t help it. it was too loud. too loud. too loud. heart in my throat, drums in my ears, eating and eating.

my veins turned scarlet, melting down my skin and turning it into pen ink. it was turning on me instead, tearing me apart and breaking my fragile bones as though they were thin sticks. as though i was a ghost, a shell void of all emotion except for rage.

i wanted to hurt them. i needed to. eating and eating, hot and heated, heart beating.  


Submitted: April 22, 2020

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hullabaloo22

Fantastic descriptive piece!

Wed, April 22nd, 2020 6:45pm

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thank you!

Wed, April 22nd, 2020 6:14pm

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