Anguish of regret
Hot flame of anger
Wistful envy
Depressive melancholy
Bitter resentment
I can’t avoid them
I’m human
So I let them wash over me
Even as I realize they’re unfounded feelings
I find myself right in the middle of them
I know they’re hollow
Insubstantial
Transitory learned responses to patterned inputs
If I wait a while I’ll laugh them off
For now, though
I remain pissed off
On edge
Out of sorts
I’m human
David Trudel © 2013
