Shaking stomping and pounding in my head. My emotions are controlling and I'm afraid of seeing RED.
I hate myself in this moment and in this moment I would die.
Take a knife pierced through my skin ~ scream to silence the cry.
Take a bat and smash the place. Break everything in sight.
Hard to write through so much rage but I'm told it's healthy ~ it's right.
Ethics did come easily until I put them to the test.
Wonder if rage will consume me before I'm laid to rest. Angry Jamie B. M U S E