Anger And Malice Poem by Patrick Shields

Anger and malice pulses through my veins like blood. I can feel it in my chest, my heart, and my throat. I wanna scream at you with all my might, let you know how angry I am. But what good would it do? Usually I'm able to breathe and let the anger out but your got a knack for pushing my buttons, your selfishness and how get through your life with painkillers makes me want to snap! You weren't always this way you where generous, king, loving, and smart. What happened? All you care about is cheating the system and once your caught you act as if your the victim. Suicide seems like a better solution than being around you. Your pushing everyone away soon you'll have no one to believe your lies. Your take advantage of everything you can till it runs dry. You've haven't worked in 4 years and you've expected me and others to support you and your drug habit. Those drugs have ruined you, destroyed you but your always 'in pain' yeah right! We've tried to help but you refused to admit you have a problem so those around you must suffer while you get high. How can you live with yourself and go to sleep at night knowing how you live your life?