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Surrender To Anger

What has befallen me An illness or just an obscenity What has befallen me what symptoms bear clenched fists and swears on the tongue what symptoms declare a raised heartbeat and cheap empty threats These eyes piercing my skin why do they seem so afraid What could did I do so wrong someone tell me, my memories aren't aiding me I don't remember anything Are they all afraid...of me? What did I do wait what are the words scribbled amongst my skin 'You're all gonna die...' 'I hate you all' 'Come on, you lot if you think you can kill me, go for it' 'You all deserve to be stomped on' With a look of shock the sky parted ways to deliver lightening onto me Crack! giving me no time to think My flesh stinging, my flesh singed I open my eyes to find my hands are bleeding I...I'm still alive? But why? Did I really remark in such a barbaric way Did I really say... I'd rather be dead then see these empty faces twist in disgust What took over me What convinced me to forsake my bearings and make my bed of nails unconsciously... Was it...anger...an emotion... unfamiliar that emotion is unfamiliar to me it had that much power to control me? Where did it summon up the energy when did it cover me Why wonder anymore I am defeated I am met by daggers and guns the barrel of shotgun pressed against my temple while an angry voice screeching my ears I lived by anger and acted as such so I say 'no words can save me I acted in anger, I lived in anger so if you have the will to pull the trigger I surrender to your anger...' ...I surrender...

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