Angry

June 2, 2016 § 2 Comments

Angry

His purple face and bulging eyes
Controlled steps and unsaid words

His cutting comments and wounding pricks
Manipulative threats and irrational curses

His thundering steps and raised voice
The tornado that hits all in its path

His smokescreen to deflect
Or have his way

Makes it hard to remember
The shoulder he lent,
the hug that cocooned,
the hand I held,
the steps I followed,
And the heart that blessed.

Remember, remember what anger can do
To you and the rest and memories too.

Advertisements

Tagged: , , , ,

§ 2 Responses to Angry

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

What’s this?

You are currently reading Angry at capriciousmusings.

meta

%d bloggers like this: