Get Comfortable With Uncomfortable

thistle-3517440_1920My anger isn’t anger.
It’s love,
Marinated in disappointment,
Wrapped in upset, and
Drizzled with exasperation.

My sadness isn’t sadness.
It’s love,
Steeped in anxiety,
Blended with fear, and
Garnished with hurt.

My sad-angry-love isn’t peaceful,
A tangled heap of conflict
I hold with open palms.
Breathe in, breathe out.
Get comfortable
With uncomfortable.

 

4 Comments Add yours

  1. srijan says:

    oh my love,
    maybe you never met someone
    who understood the unsaid
    and all that you meant
    but oh you dont worry
    for i know, that oh a day shall come
    when you reside in the only arms
    that were made for you
    only to end this journey
    of you wandering for love.

    that’s the most, i’ve commented on any blog! i think, i’ll save some for later. i wish you the best, beautiful. take care of yourself and your health!

    with love

    Liked by 1 person

    1. fortymatches says:

      A poem for a poem! Thank you, Srijan, I’m humbled 😊

      Liked by 1 person

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