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

[watervole]

Hug.

It's horrible being trapped.

I find the only way I can sleep some nights is to avoid reading the news for a couple of days. I've managed to resist the temptation so far today...

[kerravonsen]

I have been avoiding the news for many years. However, various people I follow on Twitter tweet about various things that are happening. And I don't want to cut myself off from them.

[watervole]

I can understand that. We need human contact. Without friends, we wither and die.