Childhood Anger Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Childhood Anger
Foaming rage, turbulent, unrelenting, bubbling inside,
ready to explode.
Contained merely by a whim, afraid to give in to it,
white with age, jumping all around inside a tight-knit
spot.
Not able to leap out and ruin the world of a little
child, kept locked up by secret memories and images.
Saturday, October 25, 2014
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