Frozen Fustrations

I freeze when I
Am to have a
Fight with those I
Happen to love.
Have you ever
Been in a rage
When underneath
Stomach linings
Where anger boils
You clenched your fist…

I freeze when I
Am to have a
Fight with those I
Happen to love.
Within the tract
Cometh contractions
That stimulates
Hormonal caches
For destructions
Flying to hell…

I freeze when I
Am to have a
Fight with those I
Happen to love.
I off my clothes
Coming so close
Love then vanish
Facing anguish
Pumping rage
Only to get
Frozen response.

©2018 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

7 Comments

  1. Dabir Dalton says:

    I hate confrontations with other people. As its like banging my head up against a wall because I can’t seem to get through to them.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. novels4utoo says:

    To love – to show, to live and to overcome my anger and my desperation and my frustration. That’s what love is. Also.

    Like

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