Just a little something to keep me sane and keep me in check.
Blood pressure issues
Aggressive and stubborn
Digging in the heels
Spoilt brat grinding teeth screaming
my blood pressure boiling
I swallow the bile that
Comes to my mouth
Swallow the words
As you’re spitting them out,
Vile angry
Viscous and mean
You’re pushing all my buttons
I’m too restrained
It’s extreme
This depth of anger
That knows no base
It overwhelms me
Consumes me
Yet I barely break
A little crack at the surface
A slither a slice
Before I push it all back down again
To fester
As a fight you
Eternally forever and a day
I’m shit scared of my future
If I don’t leave
Terrified of the outcome
Might I kill
May you bleed
I have to get out before
We all come undone
I’m desperate to save you
But it cannot be done.
Get Out
“I hate packaging it’s the bane of my life”
I hate you
You fucking bitch
I can barely contain
The anger within
So fucking tense
As you’re winding me up
Waffling crap
I can see me
Strangling your throat
Again with the violence
Ha!
Don’t get me wrong
Wouldn’t hurt a fly
But you need to leave
the room
I want to strangle you
Right now
I just don’t know
What else to do with this
hatred bubbling inside
It caged contained
But spilling over
my sanity
I’m losing it
Again
What else can I do but
reach for that blade
This ain’t fucking
enough for me
I’m so strained
so restrained
I’ve been pushing this down year
upon year
Filling up with anger
untapped
Never expressed it
Time to implode
Rage
I need to write this before I lash out
I need to write this before I break and shout
I can see me with a blade at your throat,
Silencing you forever
Gutting you out.
Stopping the moaning
Trying to get a rise
Fighting the urge
To slash my thighs
As I dig into my leg
Slicing the flesh
That delicious sting
almost agony
Satisfying relax
Exhale, close the eyes
Turn it all off
Forever silent
Voices castrated
You walk out of the room
moaning
I exhale groaning
Thank god
So fucking close
Head squeezing tight
Suffocating
Your voice harsh
Grating
For the blade I’m a reaching
Just to alleviate the
Rage
And just to prove that I ain't a maniac, and may I just say I really don't have a violent bone in me body just a lot of frustration right now. But my next poem is spawned out of day dreamin ha!
Collaborative Confusion
It’s mass scale destruction
Lost in the illusion
under dictated instruction
That we’re better than before
Collaborative Confusion
As we live our
Delusion
Abusing his creation
For our own ends
Can’t you see our predicament
To caught up in the moment
We pave no solution
Just
Collaborative Confusion
