Every small sound

Every large sound

Every move

And every reply you prepare

Spark a rage

I know it’s inappropriate

To be angry at someone

For nothing,

But I cannot find the mindfulness

To disengage

So I sit in anger

I watch the rage

As if behind a two-way mirror

And I move away from it slowly

With my mental yellow legal pad full of notes on myself

Witnessing, it turns out, is enough to disarm rage

And, I take the arms of rage, to turn them around.

Again and again, I will practice fighting against rebel emotions

Until I find peace and cooperation

With logic, emotion, and dreams.

No one will die, or be held prisoner.

Let the flag of hope fly.


Published by sickybeat

I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty

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