Rolling Anger
Your voice
Like a choice
Destroys
My Poise
And blankets my heart
In fear,
So near
Your words spear
My control.
A storm rages
In deepest places
Ripping pages
Culling stages
Soaking spaces
With ungracious
Fury.
No control
Over emotion
Commotion
Promotion
Devotion
An ocean of sorrow
Knows tomorrow
Will borrow
this agony.
Upset
I'll fret
And regret
That we met
This destruction
That festers
And pesters
Again and again
Good bye my friend
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