Anger

[kerravonsen]

I am weary of
Rage simmering in my bones
Anger's acid eroding my peace
More bad news
More bad news
More bad news
No
Don't tell me
More bad news
I am bottled in my home
Masked for my life
While others waste their breath
Spreading death.
Hugs are the currency I need
Alas, they are few
And far between
In my little household of one.
It has been a long, long, long, long, long
Pandemic.
It ain't over
And I am weary.

Comments

[madeleone]

Hugs to you, hope things start looking better soon. I'll be thinking of you.

[kerravonsen]

Thanks.
But I'm not sure if things are going to get better at all. Which is one reason why I feel so weary of it all.