A War On Wrath Poem by Alaina B.

Anger takes me by surprise
To let it linger would be unwise
It's dark and vile
Whispering hatred behind smiles
The anger twists to wrath
I want to drown it in the bath
It makes me feel wrong
And It's lasted for so long
I want it to go away
But this pain is here to stay
I'm hurting, and it's your fault
Like a wound rubbed in with salt
You did this
It hit like a burning kiss
It makes me want to hurt you back
I think I'm about to crack
To shatter and break
Longing for sleep, but wide awake
If I make you hurt the same
Is it the hatred I would tame
Or would I hurt myself much more
And lead my anger off to war