Emotions

Emotions

Are you ready?

To handle my emotions

As they pour out

Tumbling

As they come come spewing forth

A lifetime of rage, anger, shame, betrayal, frustration, hurt, pain.

Happiness has taken a holiday

 Then, you will be hurt

You will throw out your defense grid

Based on logic and reason

Or, what appears to be logical and reasonable.

 All of my emotions will be forced into a neat little package for me to swallow.

But the box is bursting at the seams

And each time I try to contain them they get worse. 

Soon your logic and reason will be for naught. 

These emotions will not be controlled.

They want to run unchecked.

They are tired of being contained. 

Are you ready to handle my emotions?

 Guess again.

Note:

Eventually, we worked things out.  On June 1, 2005, I wrote this in my journal:

“Things have not changed much in spite of a new house, new cars, etc.  However, I do not feel like the same person who wrote the previous entries [including the previous poems]. I genuinely believe that [he] loves me and that we can work this out…I do like my poetry though.  I would like to write more – but less depressing…Let the healing begin.”

By New Year’s of 2006, he decided that he needed to be on his own, and I felt the urge to write more bad poetry.  I have yet to feel an urge to write happy poetry. 


Copyright 2006.  Lori Dominick