Rage

I don’t know why I even try,

Hope, dream, or cry.

Because the whole thing is a fallacy in my mind.

It’s cool and slick but my brain is going numb

And the hatred burns like coals,

Hot on the back of my tongue

Until I want to scream fire.                                                                                                                                                         

And all the while these lines scurry

Through my mind like spiders that crawl into ears;

All the words I could say,

Words that can break, twist, and claw,

They nurture and grow like poison,

Just waiting for me to bite.

I want to destroy and mangle you into the shape of my heart,

Until nothing’s left but a crumpled mass.

Just say one more line, I dare you.

Because right now I’m holding back.

But someday I’ll let it all out,

And God help those in its path.

By Alissa Tsaparikos