Anger
anger spreads like a rumor
first its in my eyes and in an instant it spreads to my mouth
I now not only look angry but speak it
The anger devishly charmed my palet
My tongue stained with the insanity of anger
I spit, yell, growl this anger until it is there no more,
until that rancide taste is gone
but sometimes it isn't so easily defeated
It spreads and stains every vessel in my body
until I am what I imprisoned
Scarred forever, bound to endless ties
DISGUSTED by the sound of my name
for I AM
anger...
Copyright © Nicholas Bello | Year Posted 2011
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