wifebitch
I feel anger when I cannot
access my more complex emotions.
Irritation thrums in my ears
but my heart feels full of molten rock.
I am sharp like fresh smashed glass
until white water sadness erodes each edge.
I am lashing out when I want
to be drawn into your embrace.
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I wish I could just blame hormones—but it is so much more especially when someone is not really getting it, but sometimes maybe our expectations are too high. Good poem describes in visceral way these feelings and wants.
Stress, hormones, exhaustion- they all simplify everything into anger and frustration. Thank you!