A downpour of anger

Entangled in anger with octopus arms
I sink into midnight black words
Wishing sincerely
For the sky to fall
And then, suddenly
A peaceful sun
Pierces these electric clouds
And I can breathe again,
And exhale
Words to calm the storm.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

Since I'm bipolar, I can relate to this intensely! This is a great way to show instead of tell. The first line really captures the essence, becuz it feels like I'll never be out of the grip, but then I am. The idea of breathing when the intensity subsides -- so true to life! This could apply to a panic attack or any time that we freeze up with fear, etc. (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[John the Baptist]

An interesting write, as I suspect many of us have experienced this phenomenon. I wonder if the "peaceful sun" is to be taken literally, or if the speaker was able to do something to reduce the negative feelings.

[SleeplessVolcano]

Apologies for only responding now....I needed a week away from world wide weirdness ;). Well, considering that a “peaceful sun” is unlikely to shine around midnight, i’d say that it was intended to be figurative. However, with the earth being round, a perfectly literal sun could inspire someone on the other side of the world to encourage me while I’m stuck at midnight ;)

Thanks for making me think about my own words.....I love it when that happens.

[Ardra]

Love the poem....the octopus arms and the clouds and the storms....it tickled my imagination.....:)

But ending could have been better ;)