Is it anger or anguish that fills my heart?
Two emotions so different, tearing me apart
Anger is hot, fiery, burning bright
A temporary flame that consumes with might
But anguish is different, a slow, steady ache
A constant pain that no anger can shake
Anger is loud, demanding to be heard
While anguish is silent, a whisper, a word
Anger lashes out, seeking to destroy
While anguish quietly weeps, a sorrowful ploy
Anger is quick, a flash in the night
But anguish lingers on, a never-ending fight
I choose anguish over anger, for it is true
That anguish holds more depth, more meaning too
Anger may be fierce, but it fades away
While anguish stays with me, day after day
So let me feel the anguish, let me embrace
The sorrow, the pain, the tears on my face
For in anguish, there is healing, there is grace
And in anguish, I find my truest place
So is it anger or anguish that I feel?
I choose anguish, for it is more real
It is in anguish that I find my release
And in anguish, I find my inner peace.
'Poem By #the_desperado❣️'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem