Volcano

I am in a stupor
A mess
A very sticky mess
I feel stuck
Can’t move
In any direction
TRAPPED.
I am about to erupt
Feel the pressure building?
I’m about to snap
Soon.
How?
That, I cannot answer.
Anger is more prominent this time around.
How to vent?
I do not know
No way of letting it out otherwise.
No-one to speak to
Nothing to hit
No voice to scream
It’s growing.
Anxiety.
Pressure.
Pain.
Hatred.
All boiling somewhere deep within.
Can you feel the pressure I radiate?
Step back.
Go away.
But yet I want someone to get hurt
I have to let it out…
Now watch my horrific fireworks
As I
EXPLODE .