Writing

As long as I can remember, 

I always saw myself engulfed in anger, 

Repeatedly speaking out to my classmates  

For reasons I didn’t know. 

In octobers soft and cool air

Leaves fall down without a care

Orange and red cover the ground

Yet the summer is not to be found

A cold breeze begins to blow

Ingredients: 

At least 5 blankets 

Warm fuzzy socks 

Halloween themed pajamas 

Your favorite stuffed animals

God, I thought I was in too deep… 

It was just an attachment, but I wish it wasn’t something that cheap

I said it would take me months,

Time

Will it end?

Will it stop?

No, it'll pass you bye

in the blink of an eye.

You'll be to old

when you notice

that the starting gun went off

to play catch up

While numbing what I couldn’t face,
bringing out the worst in me,
anger, sharp words,
splinters of a man I barely knew,
I watched as it taught you to fear me,
but it didn’t have to be that way.