Balled Fists

You ball your fists

Trying to punch through the pain

Close to breaking skin

I need another feeling

Can’t stand this sickening feeling

Through my fingertips

I could maybe find release

A distraction from the unrelenting want

To punch through

And rage against this fucking world

Elizabeth Almeida ©2023

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