Evolving Emotions: Anger- Poetry

Rehashed Rage

I woke up angry

to the blaring of a machine

in a world I didn’t ask to be thrown into.

I’ll go to work angry

at my boss

at that thing I said five weeks ago that nobody remembers but

I sit there

at my desk

listening in on whispers I don’t care about and

Still, I am angry

driving home

away from irritations to more irritations.

I didn’t do my laundry

so I walk over filthy clothes

hit my filthy couch and stew in it

Until it’s time to go to bed.

I yank a t-shirt from the floor,

scrape my teeth,

flick the lights,

and fall asleep, angry.