Anger

 

A flood

Of rage rippling

Those

Around you.

 

A sticky black

Substance

Catching in your hair

And

Tearing

At your insides.

 

Knotting up your

Spine in

Anger snapping

Your

Bones and ripping

Your nails.

 

Fire

And lightening

Ripping up the roots of

Trees

Tearing them

From the

Earth.

 

Pain

A tearing shredding

Knotting ripping gasping

Pulling catching

Hammering

Cutting

Feeling.

 

Nothing

Left no

Hint of the pain

No

Mark of the death

Just a

Roaring filling

Your ears.

Then

 

Nothingness.

 

Reviews

[Eira Anchor]

umm... this terrified me? Is that what youwant?
Especially because I know you.
Don't hurt me.

[Beatrice Mars]

wow.....

you know, i think i'm going to get to know you better through this website, then through real life. or rather i think i'm going to get to know the angry part of you better through this website....if that sounds nicer....which i don't think it does.

good poem though....