180 Degrees of Madness

December 26, 2010
My beautifully frayed arc of destruction
My hundred and eighty degrees of madness

Do you wonder how I feel when I raise my hand?
Do you wonder how I feel when I swing my fist?

I feel blind
Like I’m staring at the sun
Two seconds too long

I feel helpless
Like I’m opening my eyes underwater
And the salt burns like acid

I feel a loss of control
Not a feeling at all
Just an empty cavity
Where my black heart should be

I get so weak
But the weak fall apart
Crushed beneath the weight
Of his iron fist

So I take this strength from you
And I mold it
And I mangle it
And I lacerate it

I turn it to anger
I let it take flight
My soul slides from my body

There’s power in anger

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inkers This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jul. 3, 2011 at 2:43 pm
Very unique and original! I'm surprised it doesn't have more attention. Very, very awesome work. <3
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