That burst of energy that pushes you to push them. Anger really makes it worse and the angry one is more a victim than any.


Bottled like carbonated drink
It desires to heal
By straining at the seal

It's sudden "pop!"
Gives a scary shock

What it does
Has a face looking away from right

But what's left
Sets off a relaxing belch!

Poetry by Alfred Iwerebor
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Written on 2007-04-23 at 14:05

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Amanda K
recently am in a state of anger and could relate to the words of your poem.well-penned.