Rage! ! ! Poem by Compton Wright

Sometimes I wake up from bad nightmares
Screaming for purity and peace within myself
Yelling at the top of my lungs of the bad past times
I wish I could stop the dreams but they continued
As it shown like a book with endless pages
My heart was cold and frozen like a ice age
My mind start to rot into a mindless monster
The anger consumed my body into something
I would hope to never happen to me
Fists and kicks start to fly
So did guns and knifes
Blood went everywhere
To the floor to the walls
I just made a mass genocide
To my fellows students
Then I woke up knowing my anger
Would be my weakness and my downfall
I shot myself in the head
when the shot was fired
I realized it was only a dream
Hoping that it would end in the first place