Anger on his Theraphy

by Everlasting   Feb 25, 2017


One day Anger asked his psychologist,
"What am I ?" And the psychologist replied,
"What do you think you are?"

To which Anger replied:

"maybe I am a storm:
some sort of raging wind
furiously clouding thoughts,
throwing tantrums with rains
and screams in the form
of thunderstorms

maybe I am gasoline:
some sort of fuel
that easily sets on fire
but one that some require
in order to move forth,
like a car does

maybe I am a volcano:
some sort of mountain
that once in a while erupts
and devours
whatever it gets on its course
to then, be sought after,
for the remains
of his volcanic ashes

maybe I am ....

not so bad after all"

To which his psychologist replied,

"Hmm...

tell me more"

February 25, 2017

12:00 am.

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  • 7 years ago

    by Brenda

    I really liked this a lot. I was totally engrossed throughout. Well done-

  • 7 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Excellent work, Lucero. Your mind and writings fascinate me!

    All the best as ever,

    Ben

  • 7 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    This poem gave me goosebumps when reading the enlightening section.

    You really are this poet's poet. :)

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