Anger sits on my chest and dictates my moves nothing you say
can make it go away. David had Goliath but I can’t slay my giants,
knowing I should walk away instead I choose to stay. I know God
said be slow to anger but the further I am from that, the closer I am to danger
no stranger I am to this concept. I try too hard to mold you, like a deck of
cards seems too easy to just fold you and start from scratch. I attach emotions
from the past and hang it from you never even giving a chance. As this wrath
has its dance but maybe I could romance with the thought of peace, peace of mind
peace of heart, married to this anger till death do us part?
By: BTT
Awesome !!
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