Death_and_her_Cat

Here are two poems that combined create the thing that rules my life. The cage that keeps me in and the beast that roams outside, these are rage and temper. Tell me what you think and if you have any anger management tips while you at it be my guest to add some.

Rage

It pours into you like a waterfall,
Rages through your veins,
And floods into your mind,
Drowning your soul.

It takes you by surprise,
Burning into your soul,
Bringing up old grudges,
And finds new ones.

It's force is all consuming,
Once it comes it is here to stay,
No matter what it will never go away,
Not before it has destroyed you inside.

It steals your happiness,
Leaving you only sorrow,
Devouring all that is good,
And leaving you hollow.

Temper

Losing my temper is like,
Falling over a cliff,
Falling into the mist,
Unable to stop myself.

When I lose my temper,
I lose control of myself,
The whole world is my enemy
And there is nothing I can do.

Then I fall out of the mist,
And I splash into the sea,
Aware of saying horrible things,
But never sure how it happened.

Then I feel guilty and weak,
For allowing myself to fall,
For saying what I had,
And hurting someone else.

But the fall is unexpected,
And the signs unreadable,
Once you have fallen it is too late,
You cannot catch a root to halt your fall,
You are consumed by the mist.

Too hard to see the edge,
Too easy to fall over,
Too easy to hurt another,
This is the curse of temper,
This is a burden that few understand.

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Her feelings she hides, her dreams she can't find,
She's losing her mind, she's falling behind,
She can't find her place, she's losing her faith,
She's falling from grace, she's lost inside.
~ Avril Lavigne - Nobody's Home ~

Imdaewen

I like the temper one, more or less I can actually relate to it, I rarely loose it, but the last time I did it was to a teacher, who im pretty saw that I was stressed, because I was allready ranting to my friends. I lost it said some things to her, and went home missing a lesson.

Sorry but I dont have any tips on anger management, except maybe keep a journal and let yourself loose in that.

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erynn

I prefer Rage...

I get both.

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Nabraska

Alot of water and height imagery. That was very good. But why is it that when we feel mad or angry we feel like we've fallen from something or we've drowned?? Have we put ourselves on such a pedalstal that when we're not ourselves, we fall somehow? But I dig the poem, we've all felt rage and whoever says they don't have a temper is lying.

Rage2Fury

Hey I'm Rage... I see what you are doing, *runs away crying* j/k *wink, wink*

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Death_and_her_Cat

I am not trying to say anyhting about putting ourselves on pedastels to fall from. It is just the metaphor for the feeling when the rage takes over like your drowning in your own anger. The cliff is the metaphor for the sudden drop niot that state and for the speed and unstopability of the action. The mist is the clouded vision that rage gives me . . . no pedastals involved . . . if you think these are good you should she my lossing control poem which is also up somehwere on the website

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Her feelings she hides, her dreams she can't find,
She's losing her mind, she's falling behind,
She can't find her place, she's losing her faith,
She's falling from grace, she's lost inside.
~ Avril Lavigne - Nobody's Home ~