My Dark Feelings
This feeling, I hate it.
How it claws at me,
Like caged beasts in my chest.
Roaring to life at random,
Spontanious moments.
Feels like my heart is
hardening,
Turning to stone.
I cannot control these
emotional outbursts!
These rabid truculent internal
fits,
How they seem to come fast,
Then agonizing me as it fades.
With these thoughts I am a
hapless soul,
How the words eat me alive,
Slowly drain me of my stability.
How they manifest in my brain
is of human instinct,
A bare, raw, animalistic
instinct.
I want, crave for my flesh and
blood,
But i cannot have what I want,
For society wouldn't accept it.
Copyright © Brittany Gentry | Year Posted 2011
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment