Tag: anger

• Can I Borrow You?

  

  Always the listener. Where are the ears that listen to me? Mine are on loan to whomever needs them. But I don’t get to borrow. xxx Or is it that I’m too scared? xxx I don’t let on what’s inside. I dont let out my burning screams. I dont let out the tears and sobs…

  deloreswillow

  7th Apr 2023

  Poem

  anger, bursting, cant speak, creative writing, delores willow, depression, dont exist, feeling low, listening, no feeling, poetry, roar, silence, untamed poet, words fall, words stick

• My words will hurt you.

  

  You make me angry. An incessant rage that sticks in my chest, rising up to my throat, just waiting to regurgitate. xxx Years of words that would cause you hurt. Years of hurt that I have held on too. Years of frustration for the little girl that lost out on you. xxx Tears for the…

  deloreswillow

  30th Mar 2023

  Poem

  anger, angry at family, broken families, broken hearts, children, churning, creative writing, delores willow, fathers, hurt, hurting you, mental health, parents, poetry, relationships, scars, scras, self-loathe, suffering, untamed poet, uselss, words cut, worthless

• Inspirational post – Anger

  

  I am angry.  A lot.  I have no idea why normally, sometimes I am aware, but mostly, I just feel an incredible anger at everything.  Yet, I don’t feel I have the right too. Nothing in my life is that terrible that I have a right to be angry.  So, I struggle with this emotion.…

  deloreswillow

  26th Mar 2023

  Inspiration

  anger, change, creative writing, crying, delores willow, exhaustion, explore, hurt, Inspiration, poetry, relationships, suffering, work, writing

• Hanging over the Edge

  

  My toes hang over the edge. Gripping. I’m not ready to fall, though I can feel it’s happening. Unsteady, wobbling, leaning forwards  into the depths. xxx I know you are ready to catch me. But I don’t know if you can handle the weight of my fall. The heaviness of the burden  as I land.…

  deloreswillow

  22nd Mar 2023

  Poem

  anger, cant catch me, darkness, delores willow, depression, depths, fall, family, feeling lost, giving up, hanging, hurt, jumping, life, low, struggling, suicide, untamed poet, waiting to jump, wobbling

• The Art of Leaving

  

  So, that’s how you did it. Your wedding ring on the bench. xxx A note left. xxx Your scrawled handwriting. simply saying ‘sorry’. xxx Sorry for what? xxx What were you sorry for dad? xxx Sorry for walking out on your kids? For walking away from a marriage? For breaking our hearts? xxx I picked…

  deloreswillow

  18th Jan 2023

  Poem

  anger, be heard, breakdown, children, creative writing, crying, delores willow, family breakdown, feelings, leaving, no lone, no love, parents, poetry, relationships, single parent, suffering, upset

• Weaving your words

  

  You prey on the vulnerable. You have a way of knowing just who to pick. You pick your moments well. xxx You are a weaver of words, casting little spells over the women that you meet. You know exactly what to say so they get caught under your spell. xxx Except your magic is toxic.…

  deloreswillow

  14th Dec 2022

  Poem

  anger, creative writing, family, hurt, life, love, magic, poetry, regret, relationships, toxic, weaving words

• Start Small

  

  Start small they say. Take baby steps; each day as it comes… xxx But what does that even mean? When something is so, so big? How do you start small? How do you even begin to pull that to pieces? Tiny fragments of something so huge? Breaking it down into bite size chunks. The problem…

  deloreswillow

  23rd Nov 2022

  Poem

  anger, break it down, chunks, confidence, failure, feelings, life, pieces, poetry, rawness, self loathing, start small, stomch churning, taking baby steps, writing

• Sunk

  

  Sunk. To the deepest place. The darkest place. xxx Can I get any lower? Can I feel any lower? xxx How did I do this? It’s gut wrenching. xxx The feeling in the pit of your stomach. Deep down as far as it can go. xxx Emotional turmoil. xxx Valium. xxx The keeper of sanity.…

  deloreswillow

  9th Nov 2022

  Poem

  anger, depression, express your feelings, feeeling low, feeling, hate, hurt, its ok to mess up, love yourself, sunk, unable to rise, women, writing, writing helps