6 August 2012
Feel it building deep inside,
Little niggles mounting up,
Like when the wifi's down again,
No milk in the fridge (yet again),
Another layer starts to build,
Atop the others, laid down earlier,
Mood starts to drop, pressure mounts,
Temperature,
Stoking up,
Try to find some way,
To ease the build up of pressure,
But it just adds more, and more, and more,
Someone makes a chance remark,
Off the cuff (no hurt intended),
But it cuts you to the quick,
Smiling, but your eyes are not,
Friends around you start to See,
Something coming over me,
Play a game to let off steam,
Joypad smashed, let out a scream,
Floodgates open wide and now,
Everyone's a target and how,
Gotta vent this bile and stress,
Let it all out smash and crash,
Count the cost an hour later,
Then begins a fresh new layer.
Critical Mass • Opuss № I