Wrathful

Flames skim the edges of my words,

heat seething under a fractured smile.

Silent screams rest in brittle bones,

waiting, simmering,

to rupture and stain.

Eyes, heavy with unshed storms,

veins throb with unvoiced rage.

With each breath,

a new war stirs,

and with every beat,

another vow snaps.

You say, “Calm down. Just breathe.”

But how do you soothe a blaze

a fire fed by the dust of grief,

a wrath that stands firm, unmoved?

I’ll tear down every bridge in my way,

clad in fury, unflinching.

Here, in this rage, I gather my strength.

In this wrath, I find I’m unhidden, whole.

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