No Hold Barred Poetry Writing Challenge: Day 19

Each morning
I wake up angrier,
although I don’t know
why or with whom,
only that I hate my life
and all who inhabit it,
and this pair of scissors
is dying to end it.

© 2015 Nortina Simmons

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