Anger

Sometimes you visit me

As body symptoms

When I feel my heart starts to race

Or I want to brace myself

Against the outrage of the way

Some people in this world

Refuse to see me

As another part reminds me its not their job

And yet

If they wish to keep you

In the position they painted

In order to retain power

While diminishing you

What else can you do

But bury the anger

Where it cannot be seen

Is this why

Some mornings I feel like I am dying

As my breath catches in my chest

And I wonder if it safe to piss or stand

You blocked the way forward for me so many times

I opened my vulnerable heart to you so many times

And all you returned was silence

Or a tight grip

Telling me to get one

Well this grip it fucking hurts

So I stick a knife in board

Break a plate

By ‘accident’

And watch it explode into a million pieces

And still you leave me

With no place to go

To put all of this

While denying me the right to help

Someone I love and care about

And give them freedom

To love me

In presence

This is fucking unfair

But then when the fucking hell

Was my life ever

Fair?