365 Days of Poetry: Day Two-Hundred and Sixty-Nine

the anger consumes me.
I cannot think.
I cannot breathe.
and nothing.
seems to help anymore.
the hurt lashes out.
strikes.
no way out.
I am better off.
alone.
then there’s no one to hurt.
when it is uncontrollable.
it is my right.
this pain.
no love enough.
to strengthen me.
no music to clear me.
no thoughts.
but of the end.
I want to get better
but it doesn’t last.
the anger consumes me.
makes me real.

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About June Faramore

Writer of fantasy, mainstream, and young adult fiction. Poet and sketcher. Mother. I read a lot and love cheese. Guitar playing singer-songwriter. I also enjoy stepping on the cracks in the sidewalk. View all posts by June Faramore

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