i am nothing without my rage
i would hit the surface of the spoon as it meet with my crooked teeth
and made a scratched metal sound to the internal part of my ears and anyone else on the dining table
i'm eating as my brain beating and my soul shrieking
and it builds up inside of me but i never get the chance to let it all out
i'm just scared it will splashed onto those who doesn't deserve it.
march 23rd ‘23
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