Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
All my anger is slowly spilling out my body like the Jugs of Aquarius, The Water Bearer. And as I sit in total silence, my heart tightens like the fingers inside a Chinese finger trap. But as this feeling of negative emotion let's itself out, the heart becomes more and more empty. © 2018 Omni Winters
0
Nov 3, 2018
Nov 3, 2018 at 6:57 PM UTC
Spilled Anger, Empty Heart
All my anger is slowly spilling out my body like the Jugs of Aquarius, The Water Bearer. And as I sit in total silence, my heart tightens like the fingers inside a Chinese finger trap. But as this feeling of negative emotion let's itself out, the heart becomes more and more empty. © 2018 Omni Winters
November 3rd, 2018 I wrote this about food. I'm ridiculous.
Written by
22/F/Rhode Island
Nov 3, 2018
Nov 3, 2018 at 6:57 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem