ANGER
So much of it found a home in me
im at war with myself...
I consistantly find my lifeless self puching walls, shouting and kicking,
crying and murmuring...
...and literally screaming at the innocent,its not my fault that so much
of this life is dragging me down with it.
im not gonna argue,I belong there.
no wonder i have a good relationship with ice cubes.
something about it makes me freeze.
a whole me covered in coldness,oh what a beautiful sight.
the ground is so much cold so is my heart.
im attracted to winter ,anything that comes with it is L.I.F.E!
the freezing part is more fun.
the coldness wears me... beautifully so.
im not human unless im cold.
i hate it when it melts because then i became weak.
Anger has found a home in me.
Oh dear mother!...as it calls out to me.
we're related now
might as well vow to have you for life, live in me oh..for life
forever is the word we'll be sharing over the centuries.
I found you,you found me.
and we lived angrily ever after.
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