Where does the anger go
when there is nothing left to throw?
What do we do when rage
is all thats left inside the cage?

Some emotions can be shared
some can be held close to you
but anger is not like love
it can't be freely shared.

When your in love
love is all about you
every one sees it it
every one shares it directly or not.

But anger is not like love,
the angry stand alone
until they become the epicenter
or the spearhead of a movement.

So I share my anger with no one
and keep it deep inside.
Not daring to let it out on the innocent
or the guilty in fear of letting everyone know.

Letting them know how I lost
my heart, my soul, my mind, and my emotions
How I gave it all away,
but lost it all the very same way.

So I crawl back into my cave,
never letting anyone know how I feel.
How I am so angry and hurt,
trapped like a bear wounded and alone.

And while I am never really alone
I can never let myself be what I once was
I will always have to keep that part of me
hidden away under lock and key.

A secret hidden from nearly everyone
that eats away at me like a cancer.
No hope of treatment no chance for cure
no chance that I will be whole again.

So I wait for anger to change.
To change to that indifference
where being unmissed
is simply being unknown.