Hulk Up! Poem by Heidi Fiore

Hulk Up!



My heart beats so fast it makes me dizzy
I feel my pulse in every inch of my body
Ears, toes; even my teeth pulsate

My hands lock into fists
I feel my nails rip the skin of my palms
The tension builds and envelops me.

Why do I feel this - what I can't control?
Is this rage? Is this love?
I don't know.

The feeling swells deep within me,
But no words can explain it adequately.
It is passion, but for what?

I want to SMASH!
I want to be embraced.
I want…I want…I want!

Words - my friends - mean nothing
This feeling so clear within me,
Is so foreign outside of me.

The only comparison I can make
Is with a fictional creature
Wanting to do good - destined for destruction

However, I am not green, tall, and strong
I am pale, average, and weak.
When I punch things I bleed.

There is no way of containment
There is no natural source
It just is

I AM HULK!

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I work with people with developmental disorders, and I myself have had my own share of mental health challenges. This poem, is something that I have seen in those that I work with and I have felt it both through them, and for myself. I've come to realize that the only thing worse than not being understood, is being helpless and misunderstood. Maybe this can help others to understand.
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