When I get mad,
I like to hit things.
To show others my pain.
In some sick, twisted way this is how I express myself.
Something to show how angry i am.
To put an action, an anything, to the words I can't translate.
To the thought that's lost.
To the hurt that I can't explain.
Hitting releases it in one shot.
All the emotions, the hurt, the time pushed into a fraction
of a second.
I don't think,
it all just disappears
and crazy enough
it's where I find peace.
That in that fraction,
everything can change.
Your world could be changed
are you ready?
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