Anger

Here I am again
having the same old pain

That same old Stupid Thing
Came along and started to Sting

Inside my room
I drowned in air of gloom

lost my self to the floor
Anger is kicking at my heart's door

The urge to break anything
whatever near me I'll start to swing

Hoping that I can Drive away
Whatever makes sadness song play

How many time did I cry? ?
and hoped I could run away and fly? ?

Every time I spread my wings
That Horrible voice starts to sing

And it starts to pull me in
But I don't want to give in

Im Sick of Living like this
Taking Life the way it is

I don't want to lose my self anymore
I have the strength to fight im sure

I'll Hold my fists Tight
I will start the Fight
and I will Ride the Chances Flight

by Sarah Ibrahim

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Comments (8)

Come near me Sweet Angels and let me play with you I got so much innocence that I discovered through you So lovely and innocent. Very charming poem.
This kind of anger is contagiuos, or maybe you perfectly expressed it.
this poem is raw power... every goes there. but nobody really likes to talk about... passion is very strong in you... and it shows in your writing..... i think you are very strong... but even the most strongest has to weep... you can't bottle everything in you have to have release.... powerful poem my friend..... lovely read......
A good one, Sarah. Ron
Ride on Sarah.......ride on till you find the right pit stop! !
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