True burning anger comes rarely to me.
I'm more in the habit of not feeling.
But when it does,
I have the urge to do something with it.
Like I should take care of it once and for all.
But this last time,
I was
too busy,
too tired,
too embarrassed.
too,
too,
too.
I didn’t want to deal with it.
I didn’t think I could deal with it.
Now it’s seeped away,
the anger has.
Flowed back into the cellar
where all bad
and dark
and ugly
things are hidden.
A part of me wants to dig it out and deal with it.
The other part is quite content to let the anger stay
hidden.
-Cynic Ninja
