blood and boiling.

my heart is too warm.

it bubbles like hot water,

leaving ugly welts on my spirit.

and i wonder to myself,

“why is anger so viral?”

for my stomach hurts too bad

and I can’t eat and it’s in my blood

burning me,

keeping me awake and screaming,

traveling to my brain,

my stupid brain that eats the heat like cake.

there are boils forming now,

bursting in agony and leaving wounds I like to pick at,

and they scar so bad.

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