Tag: anger

Stormy Wake

In the stormy wake
I leave
Behind

The thrashing winds
Of change
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Difficult it is
To remember beauty
Especially my own
When the veil of anger
Occludes my vision
Shrouds my being

Anger never served me
But for its reminder
That my thinking was clouded
And truth obscured
By slavery
To emotion

Once she finally saw through
The gaslighting
The manipulations

Once she saw
The abuse
In the abuser

The anger rose
Fire in her veins
Pooled, glowing
As if lava flowed
Like liquid rage
Just below
The surface
Of her flesh

It was a time
When the tears fell so hard
They flowed together in torrents
All emptying into
A vast ocean of sorrows

While I tried to be brave
Standing on sorrow’s shore
Adding my own tears
To the deluge

Sometimes, the fire
It burns too hot
Can’t douse the flames
Can’t put it out

I walk away
And let it burn
It follows me
Burns up the world

But if I stay
And let it burn
It burns away
The fuel it’s fed

It is an angry sea
Whipped up
By a furious sky
And I…

I sink into my rage

I try to imagine us
Each and every one
A point light of spirit
In our bodies manifest

Most drawn to center
Where all of us are one
But many lost in darkness
To drift beyond the crest

She peered out
From the darkness
With the sharpness
Of a scalpel

Dissecting
The possibilities
Of his late arrival

This is the Story Machine
It loves tragedy
And violence
And Happy Endings

And so its stories tell us
A world all out-of-kilter
At war, and in poverty
Has Happy Endings