Tempest

A Poem by Jon Roggie

It is all about control,

not of others,

merely myself.

An elemental force is not meant to be controlled.

So,

I became a tortoise.

Emotions rage,

wanting to be let free.

I know the consequences,

and stay.

Tortoises do not hide.

Author's Note

Just a ramble

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Compressing Emotionally to simulate strenght

Great Read

Matthew

Thank you.

You are welcome

Matthew

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Added on November 6, 2017
Last Updated on November 6, 2017

I tend to ramble, and rarely explain myself. Take that as you will more..

Been a stretch