Razor Energy, Razor Words

Someone asked me this morning

If I ever get mad? 

HA!

I don't get mad:

I get livid, resentful and

Poisonous all at once

My energy and words become razors;

They'll certainly draw blood if you get close

Anger isn't an emotion

Most people are able to process

And it's understandable because

Anger carries a massive dark energy

That makes anyone uncomfortable

As a child I wasn't allowed to

Become angry;

I would get locked in the restroom

Until I "simmered" down, but

At this point in my life

I let anger stay with me

Until I can understand it

I don't push it away, ignore it, or

Pretend I don't feel it

I also don't hide it from people

I tell them very clearly

That I'm feeling angry

And don't blame them for

My anger

My friends know my temper
Is temporary and rare,
And don't try to resolve it

They allow me to be next
To them and that becomes
Enough for me to
"Find my center"

This is the power of compassion;
An unconditional love that allows
Everything and instantly heals
With its energy