Some Poems...

I wrote some poems and two of my favorites are these:

The Anger That I Bleed

I remove my mask of happiness
remaining depression and fear
but overpowering is my anger
now showing loud and clear

I run into my silent home
through the open door of my room
dropping my stuff on the cold wood floors
leaving an echoing 'boom'

tightly clenching my fists
I attack the hard empty wall
punching repetetively wanting to stop
realizing my will power bagan to fall

knuckles red and skinned to the bone
still I hit with all my might
The wall, cracking slightly with every blow
its color, not longer remains white.

A stead flow of blood escapes my hands
yet I still refuse to ciece
until red is completely covering white
my mind won't come to peace

exhausted with mo more energy to waste
I stumble back, eyes welling,
scream as loud and hard as I can,
through teary eyes, hands swelling

my tower of anger now not so feirce
I fall to the ground weeping of sorrow
tears cover my face and drip to the floor
knowing that I will regret this tomorrow.


A Volcanic Eruption

its building up
the need to release her anger,
her fear, her sorrow.
producing a giant volcano
of feelings ready to erupt.

when it does
she'll break down
no longer able
to imprison anything
willing to end
the hell hole called her life.

its amazing how much
this small mountain can take
it seemes to be shaking
with her emotions
but elasticity
isnt its expertise.

the red hot explosion
is a dreadful sight
everything crumbling
nothing left
but the body that contains her.

over soon is this life
only depression remains.
her once happy life
now lays in the hands
of death.


~The Em~