By Mariam
I have so much anger inside of me
Like a disease spreading throughout my entire body
Like a box refusing to be locked with its key
And sometimes, it gets the better of me
My tongue will turn into a weapon
Shooting words like bullets coated with toxic venom
Breaking everybody around me like it’s my mission
I would make you disappear, but I’m no magician
I have hate too. God help me, so much hate
I tried so hard to let it go but it’s a dark, heavy weight
You’re no better than me, your grace
You’re the devil hiding behind a beautiful face
They say ‘blood runs thicker than water’
What if that blood ran through the veins of a monster?
Can I scream at you until my voice reaches every corner?
Or will I sit still and be a good little daughter?
