…I’ve never wanted hate, but it feels easier, frightened by the size of me…
Part of the songs of sorrow collection
Tonight, I am undone by her anger a child carried off by challenges none of my days prepared me I asked for these tests, I have never so known the side of me
in the dark, in the night-time, unhinged, confounded, unleashed anger, thunder, held back only by a thin thread of love.
Tonight, I am undone by her anger, and I want to hate her. I’ve never wanted hate, but it feels easier, frightened by the size of me
in silence, calm the furies leashed I hate the man I become even more, more than I hate my need to forgive.
Tonight, I am undone by her anger, always promise this will be the last try to forget why I try I sought out this trial None of my words or learning
any strength so late at night, I want to walk away from her, I want to concede my defeat I want to be alone.
Tonight, I am undone.
I am undone by my anger.