My life and its ups and downs....

maybe the title to the last post was too harsh.......oh well...........

A Different Kind of Anger
the tear-stricken face of my foe stares onward,
deeply,
piercingly,
desperately,
daring.

she huffs and puffs and tries to push me down,
shoving,
pushing,
hard,
heavy.

the moments of bliss sweep away so quick,
swiftly,
anxiously,
softly,
gone.

although many think their understanding is right,
thoughtfully,
pensively,
rightly,
correct.

their eyes do follow me wherever i go,
seethingly,
creepingly,
judgingly,
stark.

and all my emotions succumb to their looks,
forsaking,
withdrawing,
inclining,
distraught.

until all that's left is anger and hate,
revolving,
surrounding,
demeaning,
complete.

............i know i wouldn't write another poem but this one sucks so bad...........judge on my fellow friends............................c ya