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Anger


The anger in my head It builds up till I go mad Depression turned outwards is what they say All I need now is a bottle and a bag But I know I shouldn't give into the urge But what do I do when my mind is at war? One day at a time is all that I hear But a minute at a time is what I need One minute, then 15, 30, 45, finally 60 The anger shoots through me like a hot bullet shot at me I stand, I sit then do it over and over again I can't sit still, the anger just builds People around me get the worst from me It's like that saying, we hurt the ones we love the most My heart keeps pounding, I think it might burst At the seams because nothing else helps Blood pressure rises and so does the violence Putting holes in the wall and anything at all My breathing is heavy My heart is unsteady Just breathe and relax Don't fight the facts You're angry at nothing But how can that be? I'm fighting that battle in my head everyday I shouldn't be angry but it won't subside So I grab my keys, jump in my car and go for a ride Driving down country roads with my music at the max Windows rolled down makes all the difference The sun is shining bright I want to take flight I can feel the suns rays shining down on me And suddenly the anger seems gone Driving this way makes one feel infinite As if life is good, we forget all our worries We forget that we're mad I know life is beautiful And we forget to take notice, we often choose the negative The trees, the sun, the flowers and beyond For me life has only just begun So forget the anger and look up at the sky Not enough people do this, and I'm not quite sure why There is so much beauty everywhere around Just firmly dig your toes into the ground Now stop! Clear your mind Observe and soak in the beauty within Life is too precious to dwell in sin Let go and let God and begin to love and live Nothing is worth living until you can give Yourself another chance to begin to forgive
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