1
Anger.
Most feel it in the stomach,
I feel it in the throat.
It's like a roar,
A battle cry.
2
Anger.
I feel it in my face.
The tears in my eyes,
The snarl on my face.
The way my brows will furrow.
3
Anger.
I feel it in my fists.
I feel it in my arms.
The way I need to hit,
The way I need to claw,
The way I must release the pain.
4
Anger.
A battle cry.
A gift from a god,
Fight or flight?
No-
Fight or die.
The way my eyes burn,
The way I shake.
5
A gift from Ares,
That is my anger.
The god of war.
Unbridled rage is what he sent me.
Enough anger and violence to put the fear of god in a man,
I take pride in myself,
I take pride in the anger.
6
Ares,
God of war
Father of the kids who never expressed their emotions,
But are now letting them be free.
Never take it out on yourself,
Take it out on those who hurt you.
7
Never let somebody hurt you,
Never let them get away with it.
Take pride in who you are,
He will cheer from the sidelines.
8
For I am a child of Ares,
Fire in my veins,
Fire in my eyes,
and Violence in my eyes.
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Sleepless Nights
PoetryThis is a collection of poems written by yours truly. A hellenic pagan who has worked with several deities from the hellenic pantheon, these poems are how I have connected with the deities I work with. Have fun reading!
