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I'M Angry

I feel angry, Angry at the world surrounding me, Angry at the person I can clearly see, Full of rage so ferrocious it blinds me, This pent up wrath that boils inside me, Blasts out full force, an explosion for all to see, This intangible fierce red wrath of energy, All around me are definitely in jeopardy, My vision becomes compromised, All I see is anger, my pulse pounds in my head, My blood burns hot through my veins, My thoughts filled with rage and bloodshed, I feel angry, my hate is hungry, My fists ball up tight my jaw is locked shut, My teeth are clenched every muscle tensed, Consumed by a fire of fury and discontent, I am angry, and its growing angrier, People think they can take advantage of me, Taking all I have, especially my positive energy, Then they replace it with only negativity, My anger is angry, I am atomicaly angry, At the struggles he almighty bestows on me, Expecting me to smile and always be happy, No one understands how this affects my psychie, I am truly so angry, To loose my thirst for life that once drove me, Dreams and opportunities snatched away quickly, Let down by my own body, once strong now sickly, Left alone with only my mind and body controversy, I have no other option but to beg for mercy, As this sinful rage consumes me entirely, I can no longer see the worlds joy and glory, Dear lord please I beg heal me, Dear lord please I beg help me, Dear lord please I beg have mercy, Dear lord please have pitty on me, Life is so short, I feel how I'm left to live mine, Is not only shameful its wasteful a true crime, How loud must I scream help before I loose dignity, How many poems must I write as a poetress about me, Will someone be able to see my poems need enallage, The message is clear my bodies weak, my eyes tear, My head hurts and my heart aches is it still unclear, I fear I will not survive this distructive path another year, I hope and pray everyday for a new frontier, Please read my words hear my plea, catch every tear Help me find the path back to being me, To live a proper life full of happiness and glee, I no longer want to be angry, I want to be happy.

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Date: 11/8/2019 1:02:00 PM
Hello Sarah Cope, to be angry every day is rough. Why are you angry every day? What makes you angry that way? Look into yourself,the answer could be there. Have a nice day my friend.
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Sarah Cope
Date: 1/12/2020 1:28:00 PM
I guess its just an expression within the poem I have a debilitating illness which brings alot of the anger and frustration to the surface and when your angry at something that you have little control over it feels like your always angry resentful alot of my poetry is born from such emotions I think it's just how I felt at the time :)
Date: 10/3/2019 3:37:00 PM
Passion
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Sarah Cope
Date: 10/9/2019 5:16:00 AM
Thank you

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