it's rising up
(it's gall it's gall)
it's near the brim
(suppress suppress)
it wants to flow
(suppress suppress)
exceed restraints
(suppress suppress)
it has to leave
i have to vent
i can't exclaim
i can't repent
(suppress suppress)
(suppress suppress)
i must lash out
i must cut deep
i want to hurt
i must defeat
i must defeat
i must defeat
(erupt: the violence
must come out.)
Author notes
This a chant. This is about anger. This was written in extreme fits of rage. It should be read fast with no intervals with "suppress" in fast whispers.
indulge.
ps - after a reread, it looks as if this is about self-mutilation. it's not.
Written May 5th, 2006
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hot
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Quite combustible.
Glad you are able to express it here. This is better than a night in jail any day.
Peace
Justine -
hey you commented one of my poems a while ago and i wanted to comment back. Ive never really read a chant before, and i really like this, because you seem angry for sure, and it looks like you wrote it in a rage, like you said. Good job.



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