Crisis in three acts
First –
How do you let go of anger?
Feel pure, unadulterated rage,
scream into a pillow that barely muffles the sound,
punch a wall until your knuckles bleed.
Do you?
Second –
How do you tap into sadness?
Dive into your soul,
cry into a bucket of Ben & Jerry’s finest,
weep at a fictional death on a Netflix show.
Do you?
Third –
How do you drop the world from your shoulders?
Rid yourself of gravity,
emigrate to a paper town in another land,
push it onto someone else.
Do you?
How do you, for it seems I cannot.