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Kinetic hearts bang against bursting chests
boiling rage slips a little adrenaline into your bloodstream,
words like needles sting,
and "It's only for the best."
but it brings out the worst in you.
Your burning lips
mutter prayers for thunderstorms
or earthquakes.
Signs of the apocalypse waiting to swallow you in flames,
or bury you in stone.
Your disjointed misery
slips
down
slowly and is erased
replaced
with rage.
boiling rage slips a little adrenaline into your bloodstream,
words like needles sting,
and "It's only for the best."
but it brings out the worst in you.
Your burning lips
mutter prayers for thunderstorms
or earthquakes.
Signs of the apocalypse waiting to swallow you in flames,
or bury you in stone.
Your disjointed misery
slips
down
slowly and is erased
replaced
with rage.
Literature
Relive
and you and i relive our joy every night without much thought about why we do it we share the details of our secret loves with one another rekindling the fire that sparked it all the glimmers the sparkle the glamour of that first interest leaves you and i hungry and i believe you and i are growing closer by these addictions and vices we feed at 3:15 am this dream exchange is going to crash one day because the money we stake on this dream talk is quite a big gamble and we, the poor and sensitive, are running out of free passes yes one day either we will consume our dreams or they will consume us.
Literature
Windows
Such a small little girl, with the biggest heart I've ever known. She doesn't quite understand everything that's going on. It takes all the strength I have not to let her see me cry, so I'm glad for the cover of night. She's in the back seat as we drive, her face towards the waxing moon.
"Mommy..."
She waits for me to say, "What, baby?"
And then again she waits for a moment before asking, "Is daddy coming too?"
The crushing weight of the answer takes the breath out of my lungs.
"No, baby. Daddy and mommy can't live together anymore."
It's history repeating. Only she's younger. And my own mother had left me in silence. For a second, I fe
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Enemmies
I am the CEO
I am the judge and jury
I am the big spender
I am the iron fist
I am the decider
I am the forest
I am the greenery
I am the deer and the doves
I am the usable space
I am the decision
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I think you did a great job at conveying the emotion of rage or anger here! I could almost hear someone reading this poem out loud, their voices becoming louder and louder until they were yelling the second stanza, then quieting down to a hateful whisper at the end. 
That's just the image I got while reading.
My favourite line:
"It's only for the best."
but it brings out the worst in you.
That's just the image I got while reading.My favourite line:
"It's only for the best."
but it brings out the worst in you.