#poetry about anger

[bl00dfroma-fairy]

[tojisun]

“any moment might be our last . . . we will never be here again.” excerpt from troy by david benioff, adapted from homer’s the iliad

(01, 02)

[backjustforberena]

Eve Best: Rhaenys somehow manages to stay above it all in spite of every single blow that’s thrown at her. The poetry of her literally coming to an end in the sky on her dragon and letting go into eternity is perfect.

Me: *sobs*

[future-journalist-adventures]

Things I Wish I Could Say To The People Who've Hurt Me (a new series???)

To A Friend How could you not be there when I needed you most? When I felt broken, Unlovable, Alone. I recall, once, Sitting with you on the floor, You holding me in your arms, Promising me that you cared. And I believed you. Because how could you be lying? And perhaps you weren't. I suppose it is possible That you truly believed that you loved me, But somewhere along the way, things changed. It's funny, because no matter what changed for you, I've always felt the same. I have always had, and will always have, a trumendous amount of love in my heart reserved just for you. You, who loves so fiercely, And has so much emotion in your soul. I love you, and I have loved our friendship. But I will always hate what you did to me. I put my trust in you, because I finally felt safe. What did you do with that trust? That safety? That love? You laughed with your friends- our friends- at me, thinking, "how silly is it to want to be loved." You ruined everything that was once mine, Every safe space I'd created. And I hate you for that. But somehow, nothing could ever change how I feel about you. Because I still love you. No matter the cost.

[memoriesndew]

[grackles-hoard]

Men when their anger is treated like a bad dog <- it’s me I’m men.

Idk I feel like respecting boundary isn’t hard to do, and it’s kinda the basic requirements for interacting with other humans, but maybe I’m tripping and that’s not right.

[coffeexxcigarettes]

Scarlet Rot

-

I hold resentment down until it is filtered through my blood,

Making my body ache.

My heart races even at rest,

My stomach full of the words

I just can't seem to scream right,

And the ones that do manage to claw their way out of my throat-

Only whispers.

Only pleas.

Finding only deaf ears,

Returning to force their way back past my lips,

To fester with the rest of them-

I wanted you to give a single solitary fuck

About the way you've changed me,

But you didn't.

And the rot.

It spreads.

x

[crowfromfoggyforest]

Rumbelle x Is/Not by Margaret Atwood

(aka part 1 of me turning my Rumbelle poetry analysis ramblings into something remotely interesting)

[psyche-tips-the-candle]

I hate that you weren't there. I don't know how to forgive you for it. You said that you'd look after me; you lied. You didn't. I was alone, the whole time, wishing you'd come back for me. You never did.

You never will.

[coffeeandthoughtspoetry]

𝑖 𝑖𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑔𝑜 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑤𝒉𝑒𝑛 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝒉𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑢𝑝𝑠𝑒𝑡𝑠 𝑜𝑟 𝒉𝑢𝑟𝑡𝑠 𝑚𝑒. 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑒𝑐𝒉𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑠𝑚 𝑖 𝒉𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒. 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑟 𝑓𝑟𝑢𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛, 𝑖 𝑠𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑦 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝒉𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑤 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑟𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑡𝑒.

[haveyouthoughtaboutcomicstoday]

Orm's journey from the full human half-sibling to half human, half atlantean half-sibling to full atlantean half-sibling. For how much he hates Arthur's human side in modern Aquaman books, it's only second to how much he despised it in himself.

[lookninjas]

2298.

I get angry, though. And I get, I do get we put the anger somewhere safe and deal with the world in compassion as best we can but can we at least like acknowledge some days I need like ten or fifteen minutes to put the anger somewhere safe?

[crmsnmth]

Everything About This

Fuck everything about this the frustration of waking to another empty day Nothing seems fulfilling anymore and it's been a long time so something satisfied I've been floating for so long that I've forgotten just how to swim

I'm tired of this I am exhaustion personified

I want to scream right in your fucking face Rip you limb for limb But it won't matter to you if he did and you'd just hand me a piece of gum and make me insecure about the scent of my breath Just enough to avert my attention made so you can just walk away

These carpel tunnel hands make it difficult to type and this goddamn conscience makes it hard to die

Fuck everything about him and you wonder how I hate him so much when I've never even met him face to face but he stole you from me and I have no fucking time for thieves So let me hate and have my anger Just how do you think your going to stop me?

My body is falling apart so it can finally match up to my broken heart

[coffeexxcigarettes]

Spite

-

And I never did any of it out of love,

But for the overwhelming desire

To feel more than human.

To be more than the sum of these

Rusty parts-

I clawed my way through dirt and blood,

Chewed the insides of my cheeks

Until they resembled gunmetal.

If I was not worthy

Of creation;

Born of sins I had not committed and forced to pay reparations-

I'd rip myself apart

Along with any who dared

To see the gentleness within me.

Suffocate the longing until all that remained

Was shining,

And more deserving of life

Than you.

x

[lena-oleanderson]

Incredulity OR Informed Consent from Side Wounds

(on talking to someone who is suicidal after losing someone to it)

[ghost-lavender]

Tell me about your anger

and how it haunts you