Why do people succumb to anger?
It feels so easy to slip into its grasp. But at the same time, from a distance, it looks quite stupid. Aren't we overreacting? What's the point of hitting one another, yelling at one another, going to war with one another? Yet when are up close, immersed in anger, we feel nothing but blissful rage, if that makes sense. Sweet revenge empowers us. Makes us feel as if we are at the top of the world. Maybe it is a survival mechanism. But I sure wish it weren't.
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Shame
In the subway,
a crush crushing me into a sea
of people
stuck
crammed
squished against him.
He looked down, smirking
I looked up, crying
Hate was all I could feel then
How could the fellow
be so promiscuous,
and why in the world was I
in that cursed subway train.
Or was he smiling
sheepishly?
apologetically?
Was he as uncomfortable as I?
He knew how I felt,
too bad I don't know how he felt.
Shame was all I could think of.
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Shame
In the subway,
a crush crushing me into a sea
of people
stuck
crammed
squished against him.
He looked down, smirking
I looked up, crying
Hate was all I could feel then
How could the fellow
be so promiscuous,
and why in the world was I
in that cursed subway train.
Or was he smiling
sheepishly?
apologetically?
Was he as uncomfortable as I?
He knew how I felt,
too bad I don't know how he felt.
Shame was all I could think of.
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