I’m too angry to write.

The feelings are there, but the words escape me.

Gritted teeth, the forceful tapping of fingertips.

Absolute frustration exploding from my thoughts.

Incoherent strings of words are all that’s left.

And then, a gasp,

A release of coherence, calm and collected.

Words untangle the mess of emotions.

Words give an identity to feelings otherwise trapped.

Words begin to manifest peace.

-b.e.