A Hidden Angry Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

A Hidden Angry



Running through a mind, not looking back, racing as fast
as possible without stopping.

Afraid to alight on any certain thought or image,
traversing the entire circuitry of the brain, never
touching on a memory or image.

Nursing fear with rage and revenge, anger swelling,
falling, dissipating, kept under cover, rarely if ever
seen.

Striving to peek about, wantonly afraid of being sought
out, on it's own, existing in darkness, feeding itself,
never allowing anyone to see it's meanness.

Stubbornly facing everything alone, an entire lifetime
in hiding wanting to be found out, desiring to be
expressed.

Finally freeing the entirety of self from a life of hidden,
fearful misery.

Friday, October 24, 2014
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