The last thing you want to be is sad
With your tears you create a puddle then lurk beneath it's depths
With nothing to comfort you
All you can hear is the sloshing of the current
All you can see is the dark water
Until you run out of breath
You come out of the puddle gasping in the air
Then comes the anger
The hot scorching fiery flames
Burning your body
You feel no pain!
All you can hear is your own words shouting
All you see is tears
All you can smell is the smoke of the fire
Words come out of your mouth that you have said before!
There is smoke coming out of your ears and fire coming out of your mouth!
You start to calm down but you don't want to stop!
You want to be angry!
You don't want to see proper things!
You don't want to hear any other things!
You don't want to smell anything but smoke!
But you know that's not right
You need to continue your regular life
You get out the fire extinguisher
Out goes the fire
You fan out the smoke
You mop up the puddle
And step outside your room
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Chessy that is amazing! You are a true poet. That is true and I loved it and I just felt like I could connect to it and I just loved it. You should write poetry more often because that is truely poetry.
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