Wednesday, 26 May 2010
Blue skies mock me, flaunting their perfection, stirring the storm in my head. They seem utterly incongruous to me and I glare back, unwilling to let its peacefulness seep under my skin.
Muscles twitch and spasm, rolling waves of thunder. Taunted by fluffy white pillows lazily drifting across the sky.
Blackness in my heart glowers at the light of a clear Autumn day.
I stand at my clothesline, towels fluttering in the slightest breeze while a whirlwind of bitterness builds, threatening to bubble out of me in hateful words and vile looks.
A battle rages between the peace this day offers and the resentment and self pity swirling in me, and I don't yet know which will win.