Fury Abated

Fury Abated

A Poem by Nyida Strong

I have a temper, one that I am constantly turning into myself. I call it the Fury.


Fury Abated

She is hissing, growling,

snarling at me.

Demanding that I give

her attention.

But I refuse.

I'm done with her,

I don't want her back.

She is hatred,

she is anger,

and she

is in my heart,

demanding me to

attack once more.

She is the Fury and

I am the Healer.

N. Strong

© 2013 Nyida Strong

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Quite powerful and emotional

Posted 6 Years Ago

V nice.

Posted 6 Years Ago

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