Anger

There's a feeling that's inside and it's too hard to describe
And it's like you feel your teeth grind against the smoke of the toxic sludge you breath
And you wish to pull your hair and fall apart at the seams
And you want to take it all inside and let it all die
And you just want to storm about, scream and shout
You need to have a smoke, let it seep in and choke
The feelings that stir deep within your heart
Because it's ripping you apart and tearing at your seams and forming in your dreams
A black and empty void
And you can't help but think inside that you want to scream and cry and your emotions all evoke a nature bred to choke

And you can escape for a moment, elope to space
Empty and hollow
Insencere and desolate
Who cares what the feeling is
It's one that sucks you in
An emotion of us liars
Bred from hate, born of fire
And you will only suffer
And who cares that it can feel like the sweetest thing of eden
When it caresses you, you need it
Your body it grows tired
But the muscles then crave desire
This feeling that's inside, breeding hate in the night
Who cares to even name it

When it fills you, you can't tame it
And for that moment of perfection you must pay in desperation
To keep your own frustration from eating you away and leaving you as nothing

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