All My Anger
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shygirlKinda shy better writer than talker
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Poem about bursting with anger.

All My Anger

by shygirl

Hot. Boiling. Ready to explode.

Deep in my chest there is a feeling ravenously consuming my insides.

It releases a thick, black, and toxic smoke. It clouds my thoughts.

I try to let off steam and tell myself to not focus on the heat and burning.

My efforts don't work. I'm still fuming and stretching at the seams.

My only option now is to expel the terrible smoke by yelling and screaming it all out.

I shout until my throat burns like I've smoked a pack of cigarettes all at once. My lungs are empty as I watch the very last whisp of anger leave from my mouth.

What's done is done. Hot and boiling with anger no more.

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bernardtwindwilGold CommaGranddad & story teller,
3 months agoReply
Based on this well written and beautifully written piece, I would say that you may be keeping things in too long. Most importantly, please never buy a gun. You were able to exactly describe the release one feels after and outburst of temper. Great post!!!!