Anger
Anger is a thing with yellow eyes. That slithers through you. Until it has complete control. Until no one's sure what you'd say or do. Lethal when hunted. Silent when not. The most dangerous when confronted. No one dares to touch the boiling pot! Eyes....eyes so cold. Anger is a deadly snake. Luring me into the fold.
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CJ Annonymous
I only write poems when I feel overwhelmed by emotion. I've never been able to deal with emotions easily not mine or others. Sometimes I don't even realize Im supposed to be feeling a certain emotion until I notice everyone else showing it. It's weird cuz people always say I don't censor my mouth. I use my poems to show me and my emotions even the ones I don't really understand.....I don't think they're good but I like to write them anyway. I don't mean to sound like I know everything either, it's just that I've seen and been through some serious stuff; so I kind of know a little and I want to share it
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