Newfound Anger

It is all new

and disturbing-

there is a raging fire

inside my head,

and it feels as if

the quiet electricity

has joined forces

with a thunderstorm

that has somehow arrived

at the predicted time.

This feeling has a name,

they say, but I

do not want to call

it that, it feels

so much more than that,

and I am shaking;

terrified of being

at the mercy of it,

scared that it might

never leave my head.

How can life work

for someone

perpetually vexed,

when the entire world

is a trigger, and you

are already full

to the brim?

How can the world

be kind to

a furious woman

after driving her

to the brink?

©Aaysid

“Bitterness is like cancer. It eats upon the host. But anger is like fire. It burns it all clean.”
Maya Angelou

Image by Here and now, unfortunately, ends my journey on Pixabay from Pixabay