Anger, Again? Or Still?

I went to see her again this week,
To work out what bothers me,
When the time came to enter in,
She wasn’t there for me to see.

Anger rose up right away,
But I kept myself calm,
But anger don’t just go away,
But boils from dusk to dawn.

The anger that arose in me,
Was more than I could take,
I asked was there someone else to see,
For help for everyone’s sake.

I spoke with someone I didn’t know,
I didn’t know how to share,
How that anger boils below,
I need someone who cares.

But was that anger really new?
Or stuffed from years gone by?
I only wished that I knew,
Who and how and why.

– van –

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