I feel like screaming,

My heart full of hate,

Not understanding the pain,

This rage can create, 

Hurting the people I love,

My heart is pumping and racing,

My words cut like knives,

My heart feels heavy,

Full of grief and strife,

Why did I do this to myself?,

Why did I do this to the ones that I love?,

The anger haunts my mind,

 It destroys what I love,

Why do I hold onto it like a drug?,

Is it because I feel alone?,

Is it because of what others had done to me?,

Is this the way it has to be?,

At the end of the day all is not what it seems,

But the anger still eats at me.