I am Anger

I am anger, hidden deep down inside

Don't awake me or you just might weep

I put fear in your hearts, which you think about

in the hours of darkness

If you want to enclose me,

you have to think of something vivid

I hate sun-drenched days; darker days are more pleasurable,

If you ever see me then you might want to proceed

Because when I come you will always feel the draft,

like a blister on the roof of your mouth

I don't want to laugh

I don't want to cry

I don't even want to smile, or say hi

My name is anger and I want to be left unaided

In an extremely gloomy soul, a place I call home

 

 
 

--Demitrius(8th grade, Evanston, IL, 2009)