A Life In A Day
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Anger
Angry and alone I sit here wallowing
For once I want it all to go bellowing
Into the night I want no pain or grief
When will I ever truly get relief?
Circumstances hold me where I do not grow
I hold myself not as a friend, but a foe
The anger inside burns as bright as the sun
My only hope is that it will never come undone
Unfinished situations, unhappy presences pursue
To stand and fight against it is futile
People remind me of days of hurt and pain
It sees to me that they just toy because they can
My will is growing weaker by the minute
It may be that I can no longer keep it in
The rage I feel right now toward one hurts deep
Keeping it inside just makes me want to weep
I can no longer stand it, I'm losing control
I'm leaving this place to regain my soul
Elisabeth Stover 1995