In the heat of a moment, a boiling point reached,
Existing in your space, my presence can breach,
A scream escapes harshly, words sharp as a knife,
Yet I didn't deserve this outburst in life.
Misdirected anger, a poisonous thread,
A mix of shame and regret fills my head,
After the rage cools, clarity's light,
Anger’s not failing; it’s fuel for the fight.
But often we’re lost in emotions so raw,
Rage toward the innocent, a bystander’s flaw,
Like hopelessness lingers in shadows of pain,
Restlessness whispers, “You’re going insane.”
Tightness in chest, heart racing with fear,
Tricked by the narrative, the truth disappears,
Clouded by judgment, the lens of despair,
In this disarray, I’m partly to bear.
Now furious, I stand, before you accuse,
Hurt, confused, defensive, caught in your ruse,
Your anger unleashed, but I’m not to blame,
Behavior unacceptable, yet I feel the same.
“I understand you’re upset, but hostility’s not right,
Let’s calm down together, find peace in the night,”
Struggling with biases, we both feel the strain,
Wounded by attacks, we both share the pain.
Engage with compassion, let empathy flow,
Defuse the anger, let kindness bestow,
For in this drama, let boundaries be set,
We’re not emotional punching bags, don’t forget.
So blow up over minor mistakes, if you must,
But know that in conflict, it’s empathy we trust,
For stress and trauma can cloud our intent,
Let’s respond with care, let our hearts be content.
