Rage Is It Poem by Daniel Bowyer

Theres a pain in my head
I wanna cut it out
Rub my eyes to adjust my vision
But the pain swells
Seems like its killing me
Smash my head against the wall
Hoping to jolt the offender
But it fights back
And blundeons me to the floor
I lie there screaming
Till I pass out

I wake to find my violent visitor still inhabits
This space I thought was mine
Violating my skull with a vemon
That injects into my vains
They all pop up
And we fight again

Memorys erase
And people leave
And I still here fighting with myself