Poetry, Anger

I feel it surround me
holding me in my place.
It hovers around me
like humidity on a hot day.

I take deep breaths
but that never seems to help.
I try not to succumb but the
deep
burning
anger
envelopes me until I see red.
Liz

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Author: manyofus1980

I am a woman in my mid 30's. I'm blind and I have dissociative identity disorder, I also have complex PTSD. I blog about my life with these disorders. I live in Ireland.

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