I am anger itself.
A vicious, unrelenting raging
Typhoon.
I have fostered madness enough
It swallowed my soul.
But there are times
The chaos in me will subside
When I can feel my heart beating.
Wild, but not in rage.
It has survived.
And I remember that while my fury
Is indeed strong
My love will always be stronger.
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An Anamnesis Of Spring √
PoetryI do not blame the rain for my tears. - Complete YT Spring Book Awards 2021 winner #33 in poems 3.22.21 #25 in poetry 12.10.22