Frustrated, crying, trying to bounce off of rubber
walls, attempting to knock the anger out.
The hurt that anger, hate and rage bring is here
inside, somehow unable to peek out.
Trying to hit against it, smack my head against the
wall, just keep on bouncing, feeling nothing.
No release at all from these horrible inner feelings,
wanting to cut myself, see me bleed, release the
pressure from inside to stop the rage, the hurt it
brings.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem