'Anger To 60' Poem by Matthew Soriano

'Anger to 60'

Rage firing up like rockets on forth of Julie
So hard not to explode and let it all out in your face
Near to the edge of meltdown and no return,
Don't have time to debate right from wrong
This body shakes like a rattail snakes tail,
The thoughts of splitting your head open are so pleasing…'PLEEAS STOOOP TEASING'
Slowly tears drip off my white hot face
My eyes start to lock on to you as if they were guided missiles
My hands harden like iron lags feel like springs,
Anger crowding me rapidly and forcefully it has takeover
'Getting hard to see…'
'Can't… hold… back… any… longer… losing…controlll'
I black out…
I just woke up…
All I remember is that my anger was let out.