A dark, pure feeling in my heart,
Anger makes my choices, they're not very smart.
Anger breaks your beating heart in two,
After that you don't feel like you.
A pouring river of hate in your soul,
Almost enough to fill a giant, deep hole.
There's a swirling storm inside of me,
It feels like I've been stung by a buzzing bee.
Crashing waves, crashing in my mind,
When I'm angry, I feel like something's missing,
What do I need to find?
There's thunder in my heart,
As loud as banging drums!
by Iona Ritchie (10)
Harlaxton Primary School, Grantham
Competition - Poetry Emotions
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