I used to think angry was something I shouldn't feel
I should keep my mouth shut
I should smile and nod
Pretend like the world is better this way
Better with words unspoken
Better for me to have no voice
If I use my voice too loud
Or too soft
No one will hear anyways
So what was the point
Anger makes my voice scratchy and my eyes watery anyway
Being angry never felt allowed because of what followed
Loud shouts
Tears
Guilt
If I let my anger out then it becomes everyone else's problems or so I thought
Before my anger even knew it was anger
It was a small flame that would flicker every so often
But as days turned into months and months turned into years and years turned into my whole life
Anger is now engulfed with flames making the surface just below a boil
And I've learned my anger needs to be heard
Every now and then my voice needs to become sratchy and my eyes need to fill with tears of vengeance
Everyone's world might not be better but my world is better with my voice
My voice deserves it all
Loud shouts and tears
I've finally let the flame out
Its tired of pretending
I'm angry and it feels so fucking good to let it out.
©keke01
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