
Anger
Rage
Everything
Pent up inside
Waiting to E X P L O D E!
Waiting for the right moment
The right
Thing to be
Said
Waiting
To get out of the cage of
Pentupness
Waiting for me
To give the
Okay to open
The flood gate
And be alive
And whole
Once again
If only for a moment
Waiting to be free.
I wrote this poem to describe how I sometimes feel inside despite my sweet demeanor on the outside. This poem is in my book “Poetry for All Those Breathing.
About Amy Marschak
I have been writing since I was little and found myself bored but yet still trapped in a classroom. So instead of staring out the windows at school, I would write poetry in the margins of all of my school notes. And in this way I could pass the time without having to listen to the teacher when they were being boring or depressing. A few of these poems are in my first book “Poetry for All Those Breathing” which is now in its Seventh Printing.
Poetry has always been a way for me to be heard by my family. If I would simply state how I felt, I would frequently be ignored but if I wrote it as a poem, what I had to say would be listened to. Sometimes my parents would even cry when they heard my poetry.
I would love to hear you speak more about this poem….I know it so well, I feel I could have written it myself….Curious as to what got you feeling this way…..
It is a poem about emotions from an abusive childhood, that keep popping up and trying to come out in the present. It is about my struggle with allowing myself to be angry, which is not socially acceptable or keeping the anger inside and not allowing myself to heal.