A Poem – Blogtober Day 26

Angry.

That’s an emotion, isn’t it?

Because it doesn’t always feel like one. It doesn’t feel like one right now. It feels like…

Like my body has become one with anger. I am anger personified

I am anger beaten into the shape of a human

being.

when

Will it stop?

The kind of angry that does not show in

shaking fists and harsh words, spat, slick on your tongue,

say something that will make it okay again.

 

But I can’t.

Not when there is no guarantee.

No, no, this anger is the anger that pricks your eyes with

tears and tears your stomach,

knife in the gut. Angry.

 

Lost

for words

waiting

what for?

 

Angry.

 

 

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