every inch of me wants to rebel
the anger inside waiting to get out
fed up with how things are
walked on and used like the earth we live on
i try to forgive
tell myself that he will change
i want to be the one to walk away and remember what is more important
the anger inside remains
but
as i write
the words become a cure for the pain
reminding me that life goes on
that there will always be another sentence
another chance to write what was once old
a sense of calmness rushes through me like a herd of elephants through the jungle on a bright shiny day
i ask for this to remain but i know that the anger will come back
fight
fight against the anger and allow the calmness to survive
fight
fight against the pain and let the warmth of knowing what is right rush in
arms open like gates
refusing to lock
and i have one person to thank for this poem
bring on the anger, i have words to fight back.
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