Submissions by Thetravelingfairy

Anger is a hurricane, relentlessly blowing
Anger is a weed that doesn't stop growing

Anger is a person who won't stop knocking
But anger is the door that keeps unlocking

Anger is the key you never find
Anger is the clock that gives you more time

Anger is a drug you're forced into taking
Anger disguises the mistakes you're making

Anger punishes when you are good
If you are the fire then anger's the firewood

Anger is a house you're trapped within
Anger reminds you of every sin

Anger listens when...

I'm looking through you
Beyond your sins
Because behind those green stars are galaxies
A whole universe of light

You sit on that same bench every Tuesday  
It's that routine that gets you  
An endless cycle of watching and waiting  
And smiling at the wind that never smiles back  
Of repeating your last words again, on Tuesday  
 
Are you really taking these feelings that your unfortunate mind stumbles upon into account? It's Tuesday  
Another day of living hypocrisy  
 
And suddenly, you notice yourself  
Like the scent before a storm  
The wind is blowing  
There's no shelter big enough to contain what you claim to be empty   ...

Maybe it was the way the wind blew through the silent streets
Or how the sun peeked through the smokey fog that contaminated the sky
We aren't feeling the same
We know something's missing
There's a bouquet of flowers on a fresh grave

I could hear the distant prayer of a pastor
The faint cries echoed through the trees
A piece of my heart left me
Another flower on a fresh grave

She was everything we needed
Whenever I caught a glimpse of her delicate frame
It was as though heaven was beaming into me
Now her laughter...