By: Gray
"It blinds you"
I remind myself
It blinded your sisters
your mother
your grandfather
don't repeat it
Don't let it
It's tempting
to be angry
to yell
to cry
to hurl insults I know will hurt
I'm always angry
always
at something
at someone
my mother
my ex
the government
the schools
yet I hide it
yet I ignore it
yet it boils over
then I yell
then I cry
then I tell off
but it's hard
to be angry
I'm so angry
yet I know I shouldn't be
I'll be a repeat
I know what anger does to my family
It blinds
It takes
and it takes
and it takes
until it's the only thing left
until it hurts
everyone around us
until it hurts us
The anger hurts
It hurt me
It hurt my sisters
It hurt my mom
It runs in my family
Anger you can't
no shouldn't
lean into
yet it boils
yet it festers
I scream
I cry
I tell off
I want to break something
smash my head into the wall
My fist into glass
My body off ledge
for it to be gone
all the anger
away
I can't
I shouldn't
I do
YOU ARE READING
Anger
PoetryGray here!! I DO NOT HURT PEOPLE THE THINGS I REFERENCE IS HURTING MYSELF (not sh) AND MY MOTHER HURTING ME AND MY SISTER, AND MT GRANDFATHER HURTING HER. Anyway this is a poem abt how anger runs in my family. Happy (or not so if you're in the mood...
