Anger Bleeds

like blood running from your open wounds
anger bleeds.
beating from me,
each scrap and each scar bursts open
as inside i scream
each word is jumbled, each thought misunderstood
"you useless bastard, what right do you have to look down on me in the
way you do, to treat me the way you do, to touch me the way you
do."
it screams through my head, blood runs from my arms as if newly
cut
all my memories and old torments flood back
"i hate you, you scare me, fill my mind with sickness. you make me feel
sick, dirty, disgusting."
each word i want to shout, hitting you like daggers
"you make me want death."
the cold red trails are now gushing streams
faint with the blood lose and sick with the idea
"you do it again, speek to me again, i'll yell, tell everyone, bury you
forever, i'll get you back"
thats what i tell myself over and over again
but slowly im sinking in the pool of my own anger
blinded red
with frustration with desperation with fear
as i bleed