Treasure Island

Lawerence Mize, Sr.

(October 29,1949 / Baltimore, Maryland)

Anger


It starts with a slight
A misspoken word
A certain look
A conversation not heard

You try to stay calm
To just bide the time
The anger stays strong
as the day wears on

Emotions build
The anger flashes Red
Right or wrong no longer matters
Only the thoughts in your head

The need to vent
Lingers around
Giving voice to the hurt
Can be soothing sounds

Swallow the lump
stuck in your throat
Take a deep breath
Try to cope

Don't let anger get you
Turn your good day to bad
You'll be left all alone
Frustrated and mad

Submitted: Tuesday, May 01, 2012
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  • Susy Evelyne (1/27/2014 6:10:00 PM)

    A poem that leads you through to the last line. Well observed and written - with a message of encouragement we all need. (Report) Reply

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