Anger
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Sometimes I feel unloved,
Sometimes I feel alone.
Sometimes I even wish,
That I was an orphan.
I pounded the walls,
I pounded my bed.
And in that moment,
I think I lost my head.
I yelled and screamed,
Like never before.
I punched and kicked,
To my heart's content.
In those few moments,
I hated the world.
I acted as though,
I didn't care.
And gave my whole family,
Quite a scare.
I suddenly stopped,
And fell, exhausted.
And felt hot tears,
Streaming down my face.
I let my anger go,
And decided to race,
Against the wind.
The wind dried my tears,
And calmed me down.
And I realized that I didn't hate the world.
I smiled and laughed,
A surprise to me too,
Until my little brother,
Scared me with a boo.
I hugged him tight,
And finally knew,
A good way to lose anger,
Is if somebody you love,
Says, "boo."
When I get angry, which I often do, I lose my temper and take my anger out on my little brother. I do feel unloved at times and definitely alone, but I don't do any of the stuff described in my poem. It really means a lot to me that I let my anger go in good ways. Listening to music, writing in my journal, writing poems, and watching TV, are usually the ways in which I let my anger go until it's completely gone. And when you get angry, try not to think bad thoughts and blame everyone else. Instead try letting your anger go in good, harmless ways. For starters, counting to ten and taking a deep breath always helps.
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