My anger comes
In the form of tears.
I control myself
But the tremors take over.
My anger comes
In the form of silence.
I control myself
But my thoughts run wild.
My anger comes
In the form of weakness.
I control myself
But they don't know that.
My anger comes
In the form of control.
Because I know
The havoc I could wreak.
March 2, 2017.
Lately I've just been very angry. I think it's mostly stress but I believe it's also built-up resentment against those around me.