The Throwback Series: Rage

I often felt inferior but barely showed my complex/
words can’t really describe: it’s complex/
i blew things out of proportion and took words out of context/
i guess i lost my way, yes: that i confess/
A wise man said a silent fool is perceived as wise/
i found an escape in silent pain and writing/
And sometimes a tear would fall from my eyes/
but the victory is worth all the fighting/
this light of mine is no longer little/
everything changes when you grow up/
not when you’re 13, 18, 40 or no longer single/
everything changes when you grow up/
fear and all his friends still come knocking/
but i’ve erased the writings off that page/
the windows to doubt are all broken/
but sometimes silence is my only form of rage/

Tomi.O 2012

Ps, watch this space as I’ll be featuring a few poems I wrote and shared (on another platform) some years back.

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