An Angry Intervention

No more words from you
No matter how many you speak
How loud you speak them
I will not listen

I’m done with you

Your addiction to anger
To outrage
To the adrenalin rush
That overflows out your mouth

Is poison

You say you are just clearing your head
Releasing the stress
Venting the pressure
Sharing your life

By running roughshod over mine

I say you are stretching out the high
Making the rage linger
Stroking the ego-fueled fire
Seeking the validation

You know you don’t deserve

You have come to me with your problems
I have offered fixes
That you rejected
As unsatisfactory

Because they ignored the rage

Now you are outraged, you have been deserted
They shut their doors
And ignore the phone
And never have time to hear

The latest outrage that fills your day

Your addiction rules over your desires
Feasting on misery
Supping on tragedy
Licking the offal

Of a deliberately ruined day

I will no longer be a part of this cycle
That lives to mourn
That delights in sorrow
That throws the good

On the sacrificial fire of devouring rage

Standing before the mirror, I see my listener’s face
And wonder
Are these words for my mother
Or have I been speaking to myself

As I once again transfer my rage into words.