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Anger


It woke up well before I did

Before I knew I wasn’t alone

Swinging at the day

with both fists

Attacked by seething rage

Treading with thick boots

Over a blanket of fresh snow

It reminds me

Painfully

That this day doesn’t belong to me

Be cautious

Clear your schedule

Because every step you take today

will not be your own

I have to sit with the devil

Until he is done with me

And I can be trusted again

Around others

Around myself

I have one chance to cage him

Before he ravages everything good I have left

Around me

Within me

Ahead of me

I cannot afford a spillover

So I swallow him whole

And pray the fire within me

Is strong enough to feed him

For another day

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