The anger in my life is like a knife
cutting deep in my soul
I have no real control
It holds on hard and near
I whish that it was not here
Im feard by so many
Its more than pleanty
Its more than enough
I dont feel tough
I feel ashamed but who am i to blame
for this fate that has fallen in my life
I tryed to hold back twice but like i said its like a knife cutting deep in my soul
I have no real control
I scream
I bite
I hold on tight
But all I do is fight fight fight
Its real hard
I feel so tired
like a wire choaking my heart
So that it can tear me apart
But i still try to hold in this demon that has me screaming
Im bleeding inside and out.
I just want to shout but i have no dout that one day it will all be out
And i will be free from this anger within me!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem