I keep anger imprisoned,
tied up with small lengths
of discarded twine
and torn strips of fabric
I ripped from my shoulders.
Anger tries to find freedom,
one day it will find it.
I keep anger imprisoned,
tied up with small lengths
of discarded twine
and torn strips of fabric
I ripped from my shoulders.
Anger tries to find freedom,
one day it will find it.
@beginningtoend: What a beautiful poem!