Anger turns to something black
that slithers on your tongue.
Under your brows to darken your eyes.
You feel the tenseness in your shoulders.
You hunch them to shake it.
It builds inside you
You want to scream
Nothing comes out but hateful words.
Like lyrics to a death metal song
You spit flames.
Hold back the dark side.
Try to breathe.
Sit, count to ten.
Don't let these words get the best of you.
Do not go gently.
Do not go sweetly
My darling rage for your anger
You are not alone.
Dedicated to Natalie aka Little Isis
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