Anger

I don't care anymore
Again I fell to the floor

but
this time
it has changed

Oh what luck
I don't give a f**k

leave
me be
no one cares

I embrace the anger
To my former self; I'm a stranger

and
I think
I will stay

Used to be a saint
Now I'm a taint

gone
I am
set me free

Madness coming out
I scream and shout

thrash
the chains
to break free

It is done
My former self is gone

Anger, misery
Filled inside of me

With talons wrought of steel
I have much to feel

All my rage
Out of its cage

I die
Nevermore to cry

The new me
No longer Harley

Out to kill
Rob and steal

Harvester of sorrow
There is no tomorrow

All my friends are gone
And me; I've moved on

On the night train
Embracing Anger and Pain

Author's Note

I know its bad but I really don't care

Reviews

[Owlgirl]

I love the jagged flow, it really fits with the amazing vocabulary. This is seriously well done, you need to redefine the word "bad". Wow, this is amazing. Sometimes the anger takes hold of us, but eventually, we find ourselves again. You'll see. Excellent poem.

[Harley (arbiter)]

Thank you