Anger, my faithful friend, never relenting, embedded in the <br />pit of my soul, ready to strike when fate and foe deal <br />their dreaded blows. Embracing you I have, all of my <br />life, drawing courage and strength in the face of pain. <br /> <br />I’ve been shunned by some, chastised by many when you <br />reared your ugly little head, but if not for your defense I <br />would have surely drowned in self defeat. In lack of <br />self responsibilities when inflicting their pain, my <br />foes have said, (Anger managment is what she needs) . <br /> <br />I pushed you away my friend, accepting the guilt from <br />others when clinging to you in times of trouble, but <br />as I picked my beat and bloody self up one day I <br />realized it was not my guilt but theirs that I took that <br />pushed you away. <br /> <br />Many have said that my friend is bad, but I say that <br />my friend is a gift, so I could stand with courage and defend. <br />For God told of the sorrows in this life and knew <br />you would sustain me till the end. I thank you <br />my faithful Friend.<br /><br />Pam Thomas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/anger-my-faithful-friend/
