Angry Man

I am an angry man
though I don’t know what that
means to you,
I know what it means to me.

I am an angry man
and I can rationalize all day
and explain
but I cannot justify

I’m an angry man alright
and it’s personal
between me and myself

And I’ll be angry
if I like,
or if I can’t control.

I am an angy man;
it’s not a lonely emotion
but it keeps me alone

I’m an angry man.
I’m alone.

No-one comes in to comfort me
This heart is not available to see
This anger, my enemy
my company.
This emotion that is defining me.

For I am an angry man
this emotion defines and controls me.

I am an angry man
but don’t want to be.






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