Releasing anger

by Tim Brown
(Montpeyroux, Dordogne, France)

When I feel so angry and blocked up inside,
Sometimes I feel I'd be better off if I died,
Time and time again, I've tried and I've tried,
But I know it's going to get worse...
I bottle it up inside of me,
I unleash this monstrosity,
Punching, screaming, I just want to flee,
It is my weakness, a dreaded curse....
Unleashing my rage is fine, ok,
But I know deep down at the end of the day,
It's always going to end the same way,
Something's gonna snap...
Everything I do, is so pointless,
I don't know what I've got to do,
It ,for me, is anybody's guess
It just seems so untrue,
As I release this fiery rage,
The situation does not seem to ameliorate,
It's this animal trapped in my body's cage,
It's standing, waiting at the gate,
I do what I can to make it go away,
Nothing works, it wants to stay?
I keep trying to pursuade, trying to sway
It's mind and thoughts, but it's clear as day
That I'm not getting anywhere.
It's not releasing, where the problem lies,
It's in the ground, my demise
Is always there you can see it in my eyes.
But I have to deal with it,
I just can't seem
To do it without crushing a dream,
Not everything is as it seems,
But right now...I just feel like shit.



Inspired by Jemma Richards