Anger
The drug that I use
Makes me abuse
Tempers fuse
But don't get confused
The drug is anger
It causes danger
And cliff hangers
Flesh & bone banger
My heart is thumping
Adrenaline pumping
Veins are jumping
Fist to wall bumping
I can't control
My head is swole
There is a hole
That sucks in my soul
Blood is racing
Got me pacing
The edge I'm facing
There is no tracing
Temple is flaring
Nothing is baring
I'm not caring
My skin is taring
I'm angry
Copyright © Anna J Carroll | Year Posted 2012
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