Can shit just be about boundaries
and personal feelings?
Why does it always have to be
that someone has done something
worthy of a public hanging,
or bridge-burning,
or yet another fuckin' fight
that will carry throughout the night
until we wake up the next morning
wondering why this ever fuckin' happened?
Until years later
we can finally look each other in the eyes again
and take back all the things we ever said.
In a fit of insecurity,
you flew off the handle at me,
and I felt like lightning
ready to torch you.
But why can't we make things
about what we want,
instead of tackling each other down-
Tackling another human,
as though they were the enemy
without their own traumas and envies.
YOU ARE READING
the Dawning of Rage (poetry)
PoetryThis is a book of enraged poems. Don't say I didn't warn you! The purpose of this book, essentially, serves as a therapeutic outlet. This is NOT some manifesto, but a place of expression. Feelings of such loathing and hate, I don't believe, should b...
