Monday, 29 September 2014

WHERE ON EARTH IS MY REMOTE CONTROL?




Over the years I have become crabbed!

Anyone can get me to the quick!

I loose my cool quickly so often.

A string of abuse surge in my being,

I lash out viciously, my expressions

beating a vixen hollow, in bearing her fangs!

I have read a lot about anger, hence I am aware of the

chemical reactions playing havoc to my health..

I still regale in the emotion refusing to calm my jangled nerves.

Yes… I am a weakling , not deft

to prevent the theft

of my remote control.

My remote control is lying somewhere

For someone to press a button and be empowered,

to regulate my emotions.

I like a voodoo

dance to their tune:

I get …Angry

Depressed..

Despondent…

Worried…

Anxious…

Helplessly negative…

Much to their glee!

Wish I could recover my remote control of my emotions...

And have the guts to keep it safe and sound.

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