The anger is boiling inside of me.
It's Contagious,
Passing to every sense in me.
I can't smell the roses and relax.
I can't see the sunshine.
I can't hear the beautiful birds sing.
I can't feel the small happiness within me.
I can't touch the life of another.
Every sense has gone undercover,
As the emotion of anger.
All i can hear is my mind screaming.
All i see is the time depleting.
All i can touch is the unwanted soul of myself.
All i can smell is the foul odor of failure.
All i can taste is the bitterness of despair.
The anger is boiling inside of me.
I wish i could be free of the senses,
But then there would be nothing to make sense of
the thousands of emotions one feels.
The anger boiling inside of me.
I can't even breathe.
It's Contagious.
Passing to every sense inside of me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem