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Anger and anxiety are cousins of mine.

One a bastard the other a coward.

I never visit but they come I due time.

No, my answer, but they enter at any hour.


Anger rages, says we never hang out.

Anxiety clamors, worries we aren’t close.

I tell one to leave but we always shout.

The other, I admit I cannot help him cope.

My cousins are family, but I didn’t choose them.

In fact I would do better to lose them.

One cranky the other depressed.

When we get together it ends in a mess.


Anger demands we get retribution,

No matter the fault, no matter the means.

He says that is always the best solution,

To batter your foe and squash them like peas.

Anxiety says that may be worth a try, but,

You cannot, what if, how will, and if then?

Is there, they will not, because of stuff.

There isn’t a good formulation to an end.


Anger and Anxiety are cousins of mine.

One a bastard the other a coward.

A refuge from them I cannot find.

And my life they have forever soured.
Anger and anxiety are cousins of mine. One a bastard the other a coward. I never visit but they come I due time. No, my answer, but they enter at any hour. ~~~~~~~~~~ Anger rages, says we never hang out. Anxiety clamors, worries we aren’t close. I tell one to leave but we always shout. The other, I admit I cannot help him cope. ~~~~~~~~~~ My cousins are family, but I didn’t choose them. In fact I would do better to lose them. One cranky the other depressed. When we get together it ends in a mess. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Anger demands we get retribution, No matter the fault, no matter the means. He says that is always the best solution, To batter your foe and squash them like peas. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Anxiety says that may be worth a try, but, You cannot, what if, how will, and if then? Is there, they will not, because of stuff. There isn’t a good formulation to an end. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Anger and Anxiety are cousins of mine. One a bastard the other a coward. A refuge from them I cannot find. And my life they have forever soured.

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[–] [deleted] • 1 pt

Someone hasn't been drinking their vinegar, this I know.

Their blatant distaste for life's greatest flavours, to all they show.

With posts lengthy on this forum, decrying perfectly good feelings.

And I just sit here, angry as ever, watching the show.