What Mad is For

I am studious,

Terrorized by thoughts of not measuring up.

I hate being disliked,


I can stand up

When class affords privileges unearned,

When judgment guts a bystander’s spirit,

As a means of boosting someone else.

I can face fears, owned, & observed,

When these injustices anger me enough

And I cross a threshold.

Where, if anger is a fire,

I am steam.

Fire feeds steam,

Compassion heated,

But not lost in itself.

I don’t welcome fire,

But I am open to it.


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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