My heart is darkened by anger filled with thickness and mass I can barely even utter.
My heartbeat is rapid, faster than Usain Bolt or even the greatest contender in any race.
My breath is hard, anyone can access it. My heart is linked to my face; reason for my facial expression
My eyes are endlessly blinking and full of compassion about the future me. My nose is inhaling and exhaling air minding less of its contents.
My tongue is rolled and sandwiched by my teeth and dry lips. My skin is pale and ‘hardly' smooth showing my anxiety.
My general expression represents a sweet revenge that seems to transpire in the near future.
A wonderful poem, Elijah. Keep writing. I find that it is a great form of release and therapy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well expressed thoughts and feelings, very heartfelt with strong emotions. Thanks for sharing, Elijah.