Angst and anger now consume me
destroying all that I hold dear--
trenchant, they conspire to ruin me.
Skirting 'round our issues deftly,
dark shadows cast upon this sphere;
angst and anger now consume me.
Spitting callous insults cruelly,
the vicious, vile words adhere--
trenchant, they conspire to ruin me.
Where we once had such chemistry
the passion slips and disappears--
angst and anger now consume me.
What is it makes us disagree....
these baleful changes still unclear;
trenchant, they conspire to ruin me.
Both of us behaving badly
undercutting, insincere…
angst and anger now consume me;
trenchant, they conspire to ruin me.
© Ginny Brannan December 2012
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wow. powerful write ginny...the form plays we well with this too...the swirling emotions and the round and round of repetition...and in the same our emotions int hat swirling build...very well done..
ReplyDelete"Where once we had such chemistry"I suppose if you can fall in love you can also fall out of love. Powerful description of frustration and anger at not knowing why! Common emotion; uncommonly good description.
ReplyDeleteCan be a fickle thing as it rises at ones wing, conspiring against ones self, usually ends up the same at ones shelf.
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