poem by Harveen Kaur 9C from our Junior Update!
Where do I put all this anger?
My veins are overflowing with it.
It pulsates to the beat of my heart.
My vision turns crimson,
My heart, a lion trapped in my rib cage
I have become an automaton,
Vengeance, my only desire
I become blind,
Unattuned to my surroundings and the feelings of others.
You don’t know the things I could have done,
The sun envious of how brightly my soul burns,
With hatred.
A passion like no other.
It is your anger that holds you together
When all your other Emotions flee from the scene
It is anger that coddles you
And tells you everything will be okay
It is your anger that cares
It is your anger that tells you that
You deserve more
And it is your anger that ruins and hurts
Who comes to you when everyone you love leaves?
When you are left with nothing but a hole
where your heart used to be
And a hollowness in your soul,
That is until your anger slams the door to your house,
Barges in.
You might hate it afterwards,
But there is no denying the fuel that ignites in your veins
At the slightest stroke of the cord of anger.
It burns and burns and stands tall.
You relish the feeling.
I become powerful
I become infinite
And in my haze, I forget
the mortality flowing through my veins
And when I need it most,
My anger leaves,
And I sit, wrecked, bleeding,
Hurt and grieving
All alone.
The Update 