Love Poem: Blind Rage
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Written by: Emile Pinet

Blind Rage

My muscles twitch along their length as words gain volume in my brain. And my temper exerts its strength spewing insults fraught with disdain. When anxiety warps what's real, the innocent suffer my wrath. A blind rage distorts how I feel, and it's not safe to cross my path. Until anger leaves me alone I can't begin to feel your pain. For anger turns my heart to stone and drives me completely insane. Hurling hurts; I'm right in your face, but back off on hearing your cries. For love quickly takes anger's place as tears begin to fill your eyes. If I lose you, I'll have lost all and thus flounder in sorrow's wake. For I can't survive such a fall, it is more than my heart can take. (Quatrain) 1/23/2016