Anger runs a red line

Through this heart of mine

A red line of stress

Building up out of this mess

Worry of belief, worry of religion

Believing in God doesn’t make sense in this precision

My heart is traced through, the red squishiness clawed at

By stress, to be exact

Stress that overtakes

The mind, the thought makes

Myself saddened, a frown develops

Through my face; anger envelops

As I walk through the white-tiled

Floor of the high school, my mind defiled

I don’t smile or even see

Friends; who are blurred

By the shuffling of my feet; footsteps are heard

I pass by the lockers; encased in metal

My mind races, I forget to settle

On happy things, on good things

There’s just this anger that stings

My mind spins as if in dizziness

Suspended through weariness

I’m confused, helpless

I walk in the wrong direction as if I were senseless