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anger
incited insanity
steadily steeps into my
good side.
soot slips from my
mouth blocking out
the light of reason.
temporarily reduced
to ashes I
roll with the wind's ferocity.
where we know no
truce or obstruction
only destruction.
together we'll weather
what is hardened
and incinerate the rest.
steadily steeps into my
good side.
soot slips from my
mouth blocking out
the light of reason.
temporarily reduced
to ashes I
roll with the wind's ferocity.
where we know no
truce or obstruction
only destruction.
together we'll weather
what is hardened
and incinerate the rest.
Published 4th May 2014
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9th Sep 2014 6:04pm
I love this.... Such awesome imagery. This is one of the best poems I've read that depicts anger
9th Sep 2014 6:56pm
Very much appreciated.
Though anger, at least mine, is completely opposite. So ugly and infantile at times.
Though anger, at least mine, is completely opposite. So ugly and infantile at times.
9th Sep 2014 7:00pm
9th Sep 2014 7:19pm
9th Sep 2014 9:38pm
Self loathing. I turn the anger into myself regardless the situation. Blame myself and such. Not saying I don't have my moments where I lash out with barbed tongue and spit venom in the face of ones that hurt me or such but that is far more rare.... When it does happen though, it's rather gruesome. I go for blood... Right for the jugular.
9th Sep 2014 10:47pm
See.. I wouldn't even go that far. I tend to be more avoidant. Barbed tongue and spit venom, as you said, is rarely unleashed upon the faces of others. More like the air around me, an inanimate object... or within one's earshot. Only circumstantially at. Sometimes akin to the breaking of a dam.
Though I wouldn't want to get you angry. heh
Though I wouldn't want to get you angry. heh
9th Sep 2014 10:52pm
Avoidant is definitely my usual route... It truly takes a lot to push me far enough to lose my meticulous control
