Anger Impulses

by Veronika Vajdová | via

Every time
I remember you,
I want to
punch, hit, break
in front of me.

I want to
dust the air
I breathe.
I’m still
so angry,
and it still
hurts so much.

It doesn’t help
that you’re
on my mind
almost every second
air invades my lungs.
I want to
wreck things
and pollute air
all the time!

But I thwart, hold myself back,
clutch my fists and freeze in place.
I stand motionless,
fall emotionless;
paralyzed on the outside,
in war on the inside.

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