Anger Poem by Marcquiese Burrell

Anger is the one emotion that discomforts my soul
Whenever I express such rage
I see nothing but red and I start to lose control

In pubescent years, this was something I'd discover
therapy taught me different forms of coping
Found solace in the radio becoming a lover
A lover of music, everyone involved were hoping
that this would heal my broken spirit

and so you've heard it
heard the story raw and uncut
When growing up, I had everything a child could dream
a two parent household. but, for me, it wasn't enough
One day, what remained a mystery. would shatter my world
Later on, I'd take out all my frustrations on everyone
Becoming such a problem there was nowhere to turn
Those long walks cleared my mind
To help me get over the anger within that time

And now, there's apart of me
Who channels anger differently
my mouth's a weapon, destroying in it's entirety
That have wounded many, never upset someone feisty

When you abuse my trust it pains me deep
when you abuse my love it makes me shriek
Like mother, like child
when i growl, I'm like a lion in the wild
A predator who hunts and seek out it's prey
and attack with a vengeance oh, so, vicious
Once riled up, I'll become malicious