Free-Floating Anger Isn'T Free
Stifle my mouth
Muzzle my feelings
No interaction
Nothing but dark
Silence and tension
And anger from somewhere
But nothing I did
And I can’t say a word
Silence and tension
And freefloating anger
Spilling over the space
Seeping into my pores
Why do you do this?
And where do you go with it?
Why can’t you share it?
And what about me?
Copyright © Ginna Wilkerson | Year Posted 2006
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