Swirling like a storm inside me,
the anger pushes it's way
through.
Lashing out without thinking,
screaming without a
reason.
Temper flames from one
to a hundred in a split
second.
Dry skin now
soaked with constant
tears.
The storm inside
just waits to
escape.
This is another great poem! it reminds me of when I'm frustrated and want to cry. Well great job and keep on going!
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