Reflective Poetry About Anger

Rage Cannot Stay Inside

It needs to go somewhere

Photo by Zoltan Tasi on Unsplash

Do you believe in the Lord?
I wish not to be your therapist my friend for I do not have the capacity,
the same way you are plagued with your aliments is the same way my past sins torment me,
even the sun rests and hides away after shinning so bright for other’s warmth,
let me be your moon and use the light…