Bottled up beneath the cover
waiting for release,
anger builds itself inside slowly
piece by piece
it may sometime give warning
by a firmly clenching fist,
or release itself less slowly
through the mind until it twists
without addressing anger’s wrath
trouble soon provokes,
some may feel that life’s no good
and simply is a joke
don’t let anger run your life
inside of you it feasts,
It will eat you up so slowly
daily piece by piece.

theresa perfetto ®
1980