At times I try
To succumb
To the anger
That is always
Inside of me
The anger that
Bubbles in me
Every second minute
The anger
That was once
Raw pain
The anger that's
Formed after
Years of just
Keeping quiet
After years
Of smiling
Silently
Through my pain
Not letting
Anyone near it
In fear of angering it
At times I want
To succumb
To that anger
Let it take control
Of my words
And actions
Cause I just
Hope
That once it's done
Maybe
Just maybe
I may get destroyed
By it too.
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Fragments Of A Broken Mind
PoetryJust a collaboration of all my poetry. They're all pretty sad, though. So, if you're looking for something to cheer you up, this ain't it. Don't forget to leave your feedback :)) And vote, please. Helps me know you liked it. And I'm kinda insecure...
