So Many Angry Bees
I put the words here to push them out of my head
Some, I don't realize are hurtful until they hit the page
I know there are many stuck inside of me
Some of sadness, some of defeat, most of rage
They hide, they swell, they rampage like so many angry bees
Wanting to be set free of me
I've always had words wanting release
Lately ... the words are burning me
A fire
A flame
Sparks and embers and smoke that billows and then is whisked away
Not by refuge or solace or torrential rains
But by the need in me
To disguise the agony, the pain
In a hive, behind a wall, in a defiant place
Where the words gather
Scream
Like so many angry bees
Wanting to be set free of me
But I trap them there
In the hive, behind a wall, in a defiant place
until
they are stronger
than my will
to be brave ...
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