The Color of Anger (Part 2)

It bursts through

Like an alien in my brain

You keep speaking

Keep on talking;

But my fists are curled

and my fingers digging into my palms

and I feel like I am ready to blow.

Back away now, please,

for the color of anger is filling the room,

like a pervasive gas

feeling all red and broken

feeling like glass tearing at our skins

do you know the color of anger?

How it brings pain to all those around it?

To all those who feel it?

Have you cornered anger,

the color,

the texture,

 the feel,

 in the corner of your dark mind.

Mine

is not as dark

as yours.

Oh no.

But you hide it well.

Your skin is the color of anger.

~LA

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The Color of Anger (Part 1)

Shush
Listen
Dark heart beat
Bright eyes
Heavy breaths

Back
Away

Monsters inside us
Unleashing heaven’s fury

Coloring our souls in Lucifer’s name
Before he has fallen

The color of anger
Undesired and rebellious
Rising up against our minds

You know this color
No denial

We live in fear of our demons
This anger is frightening
This color is threatening

The color of anger

Over flowing
Overwhelming

We struggle to the tops of these waters.
Do not drown! Do not fall to this temptation,
As we are pure

Beneath our no control
We are heaven
As it is

The color of anger

~LA

A Spot of Red- (Originally written May 1st, 2012)

In a sea of Dark Gray

a sea of nothing

There is

                           A spot of Red

A bushel of flowers-

A pick up truck-

A pot of roses-

But still-

                                   A spot of Red;

A spot of Heart

A spot of Love

A spot of Courage

and A spot of Hope

In the sea of the dead

One brave soul

Dared to paint-

A bright

bold

biting,

Shot-

Spot-

Dot-

Of Red.

~LA