Frustration Poem by William King Jr.

Emotions run wild as I fight off these feelings
My fists ready to destroy all in my path
My eyes turn red as anger fills me
My muscles tense as fists clench closed
All in many but none in some
The hurt that goes through the pain and frustration
Testosterone flows as adrenaline pumps
All ways of thinking become obsolete
Hell hath no fury like a woman's wrath
But woman falls to man in all situations
Fire intensifies as my blood boils black
No sensitivity to the care that others show me
Try as I might, I need to fight
In order to protect my dignity
We need to love, show all compassion
But seclusion and isolation warped all senses
For in my path is death and calamity
Blood will be thrown all around
Brain and bone combined as one
Armageddon will rise and I will rule supreme
And ride with the legions on their conquest of the Earth