I want to scream,
all of the anger that is built inside,
I want to scream.
To let go,
all the pressure built inside,
like a boiler with too much steam,
I want to pick up the lid,
and let it go.
Past are the times
when I used to smile,
just because I wanted to.
Not even a good joke
can brighten my face.
Just like a train,
I want to blow off the steam,
just by pulling a lever,
and then continue on my way.
I want to burn
all these feelings.
To put them on a paper
and lit it on fire
just to watch them burn.
I want to escape,
from the cage of my mind.
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