My Anger // Poem // Verbal Spill

A stop motion movie

A scream from my lips

Chaos unravels

With the clashing of hips

Blood starts to spread

It's all I can see

Please save his lips

For they're meant for me

A dirty surrounding

You call this a fair fight?

Man on man would be fair

You are not from the light

Like hyenas they swarmed

They punched and they kicked

He yelled at the cowards

For whom I felt sick

She screamed and she clawed

At his delicate neck

All I can see is the damage

What's before I forget

Poison fills through my veins

I spit at their feet

I've never felt anger

That I feel with this heat

What kills me inside

Is not the pain he went through

But the shame he will feel

When they lie through their clues

He's not even hurt

His skin didn't bruise

But they tried that's what matters

At least he didn't lose

I just want to see

One of their smug expressions

So I can rip it right off them

Before they have time to question

My anger.

 How can it boil so deep?

I wonder now if

I should go to sleep

// Jeani