Shards Of Anger Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Shards Of Anger



Cold and angry thoughts lie about floors of my emotions, as I step upon them, crushing them out of existence.
Taking care not to get cut by shards of their angry lipation.
Socially they aren't compatible with who I am right now.
Sending them to slides so they may go farther from me, where I can concentrate without interference.

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