Annoyance Poem by blake graves

Annoyance



It is a stinging sensation.
It makes me want to scream.
It raises rage inside of me.
As it boils over
I lash out
physically,
Emotionally.
When i hold it in
it feels like I am dying.
My chest burns
My veins pop
My head implodes.

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