Rampage Poem by Miss Grace

The bottle of emotion that fills my anger
Suddenly had a outbreak
Little did I know
It was not the only thing that was about to break

Started off as me throwing around stuff
And banging the door
Heart filled with rage
Books and papers scattered on the floor

If not treated properly
Even love becomes a disease
Couldn't see through my anger
Sanity about to cease

A blade somehow in my hand
Started to tear off the paper
Cut my finger too
Seemed like a wound deeper

A drop of blood on the floor
The severity of the situation hit me
A little overflow of my rage
Enough powerful to kill me

A call from my friend
Stopped me from doing further damage
I blurted out my whole life story
To prevent a similar rampage.