Is there ever a time when anger’s okay?

To let it all out in a verbal spray

most likely misdirected

and out of proportion?

My daughter copped it this morning

not in a big way, but

wow I feel shit – this cannot be the way

It’s not who I am

Is it?

Why such anger, bottled inside?

To come out as if on a full moon night

with the black cats or bats

in the sky

This question, “why?” – it’s time has come

Yeah, time to track this anger back to its source,

this shit’s run it’s course and it’s over.

‘Cause whether inside or without I’m gonna find it

and pull it out at the roots

No more.

Time to plant something new.

*Picture courtesy of  pixabay.com

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