Natural Eruption

It all builds up 
until I explode
all my frustration
with nowhere to go
There's no use in yelling
at someone who doesn't hear
So it builds up inside 
till one little word makes it overflow

I wish it wasn't so
because then it turns to ash
and everything's destroyed
I wish someone would help me stay calm
and not punish me for it
I just don't know what to do 
I need something for release
Pray...
         write...
                   release...
                                 Pray...
                                           write...
                                                     release...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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