Blindness
Anger is the fortress protecting you Words weaponized Becoming knives Wielded in fury Slashing the air Until they reach their target and blood is drawn Your victim shrivels as breath is sucked from the life of love Once held as a gift to you in her open hands Now in powdered ash Slipping through grasping fingers If only you could see beyond the fear She is your armor Protecting you with moral obligation To love you and keep you safe But blindness remains your disability Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing © Word Prompts Obligation - Word of the Day Shrivel - RDP Image by ArtTower from Pixabay