When I feel like I'm about to combust

When red is all I can see

When I'm accosted by a feeling of mistrust

Like everyone around me

Should just...

Words form like arrows ready to fly through the air

It's why I keep my bow unstrung

So they stick, just there

At the tip of my tongue

Weighed down by things I'll not bring to bare

I aim them at the page

The only way to free my thoughts

My own directed rage

Ideas safely caught

Held in a paper cage