Tempest

Inside me I feel the tempest.

Raging winds and burning ice tempt me.

I want to lose my inhibitions and cause an uproar.

Then it freakin' happened.

TEAR IT APART.

BREAK IT DOWN.

RAGE. RAGE. RAGE.

I'LL CRUSH IT.

I'LL MOW IT DOWN.

I THOUGHT I COULD HOLD IT BACK BUT I CAN'T.

IT FEELS SWEET.

HARNESS IT.

THROW ALL MY ANGER UPON IT.

PUNCH. KICK. DESTROY.

GIVE IT DIATRIBES.

GIVE IT PAIN.

GIVE IT WHAT IT RIGHTFULLY DESERVES.

SHOW IT NO MERCY.

IN THE END I'LL SHOW IT NOT TO MESS WIT' ME.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I'M MOODY AND I'M F***ING MAD.

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teresa_r's picture

I can relate i feel like
this alot of the time.

Jacquelyn Hill's picture

I really like this poem because it reminds me of things that be going through my head especially when I'm angry.