Letting it out
When it's the one that you love hurts you, as much as you want to hate them, you can't. As much as you want them to hurt as much as they have hurt you, you stand there crying because you can't. Love stops you.
Anger Reflected
Fangs bared and ready to bite, I've been stuck one too man times.
All attempts in vain despite the obvious warning signs.
Boiling blood and lashing out like a berserker in a rage.
Clenching teeth as I shout, sharpened claws ready to engage.
Hunker down, ready to strike, tensing nerves and bristled fur.
Thumping heart, rhythmn spoke, vision fades, cloudy and blurred.
I collapse to the ground panting tears as I cry.
It was your love I found, breaking my heart wishing to die.
Patrick Fox 5.18.2007