anger wells up inside me like a deep dark cloud
it knows no bounds. sometimes i want to smash something
like rocky, smash my way through a wall until the ceiling cracks like someone’s heart
i know the feeling’s useless, but it makes me feel something at least.
anger is broiling up like a hot pan of water, boiling with loathing and distrust.
paranoia is my only comfort; it makes me feel strong.
then eventually it goes until all i’m left with is a shell.
I can’t form words, they hang uselessly in the air and i want to scream and scream
it’s pointless, isolation – icy and cold and cool like an ice cube, black ice; no light is permitted to enter
i want to break it with an ice pick.
smash it to shards.
just me alone and waiting for a release.
eventually i get tired and calm
until i’m at sea, peaceful.
So, this is a little poem I wrote in 2 minutes. I hope you enjoy! 🙂
What do you do when you’re angry to calm down?
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