Silent Resolve
Keeping emotional composure
Desperation clung to her ribcage,
Tightening the sobs of outrage,
Posing the question once more,
Of why an army of tears did she deplore.
Found not was an answer,
As the emotions spread like cancer,
While she struggled to control,
The confused earth’s roll,
Only to discover she could not,
Despite the anger running hot,
And determination to make them bow,
But she fought on anyhow.
Convinced this was her war,
And she would not surrender anymore.
*This is a poem written in my childhood. It captures how I felt after one particularly nasty argument with my father. Following it, I cried for what felt like an eternity and tried my best to gain composure over myself and my emotions.*
About the Creator
Laura Lann
I am an author from deep East Texas with a passion for horror and fantasy, often heavily mixed together. In my spare time, when I am not writing, I draw and paint landscape and fantasy pieces. I now reside in Alaska where adventures await.
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