Anger Never Ending
By Coco
Anger's so impulsive.
It runs through my whole body wanting to be released out of it's cage.
It snaps my nerves and hits the innocent.
I crawl into ball and see what I've done.
Anger rises again, but not against the innocent, me.
I scream
I yell
I groan in agony to myself.
I hate who I am.
I hate what I do.
I hate when I hurt others.
I hate that I can't control it.
It being vile and insane.
It dominating us without sense of reasoning.
It targeting the innocent.
It driving people to their deaths.
It never ending, but lurking, hiding just for the right time to appear.
