Anger

My default is petty,
My default is anger,
All, in order to cover up my hurt,
So as not to show my fear or my worry,
Or my vulnerability,
Instead, I find a way to DO the rejecting,
I am not used to being rejected.
To have the door slowly closed in my face,
To have the silence reverberate in my ears,
I don’t know this feeling,
Maybe it’s karma, for the damage I’ve caused,
Maybe for once I am forced to feel the pain,
Instead of causing it,
So, for now I sit in my anger,
Because I don’t know what else to do,
August 2021- R1