BROTHER PAIN , SISTER FURY

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JOURNAL#8



all the down sides to my many emotions are

playing unfairly upon my mind

they stand too patiently in the silent shadows

of subtle self contempt

ready at any given moment to pounce upon me from

behind

anytime I even think to try and out run their obvious

anger over being long ignored

I'm trapped in my head and chest with voices that would

pant their displeasure as they roared

in the thought to be safe haven of my hardly used

heart

one small, stony secret caresses its walls

it cowers from possible discovery by these fast invading

voices

ready to tear it apart

and it prays for mercy from their murderous vice like

jaws

I'm not as safe from myself as I would like to believe

I could be

dark emotions luckily enough don't evolve

they merely just continue on in virtue less vain

if I bank them back hard enough

I'm filled with the knowledge that life is not so much

similar just because to the negatives we tend to

quickly agree

and living is not a lent luxury to only 'us creative

sorts' but a guarded gift of the not so very sane.....

( written Oct 27,1992 am)




Author's Notes/Comments: 

struggling with some inner demon and trying to negotiate the problem.

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lonelymemories's picture

This is a good poem...Easy to relate to...One of the reasons it caught my attention though is mkind of funny, cause I actualy have a sister named Fuery...

palewingedpoetess's picture

too cute ..............

and conincidental but thanks for your lovely comments. Sincerely, M.