The Tantrum
By Susan Riley
I feel the storm coming...
building inside me...
welling...
Ready to ooze from my very pores...
I want to explode in a wave of destruction..
and I do...
I swear at first...
Thru clenched teeth...
my fury rising into a fireball inside of me...
My body tenses...
I cry...in anger and desperation..
My heart races..
I begin to hit the walls...
breaking skin on my knuckles...
unfeeling...
The scream rises...
from a moan...
it builds momentum...
louder and louder...
til the pitch is just right...
sending those around me running for cover..
my face turns crimson..
my nostrils flare like those of a wild horse...
fearing the rope...
my face is a flood of tears...
I fight the urge to leap off the roof of my house...
I fight so hard that I tire myself out...
I fall in a blubbering heap...
on the floor where I was standing...
My sobbing waning into softness...
I lay there..
Almost catytonic..
It is over...
I am soothed by the flames of fury..
