The Storm That is Brewing

The silent scream I stifle

cuts my throat to ribbons

makes my eyes

my ears


raises phantom welts on my skin

spelling out





Hiding behind a mask

of cool civility

I pass for human

you think me





You fail to see

the suppressed rage that boils inside of me

Your nose not sensitive enough to smell

the iron and fire on my breath

You do not sense the building electricity

thunder in my blood

lightening gathering in my fingertips




Image: Lissy Elle – Calm before the storm

© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved

6 thoughts on “The Storm That is Brewing

  1. I am just
    So much
    In awe of you!
    It took me very long to get out of my trauma and regain some semblance of normalcy. Every word that you write strikes a chord deep inside. Thank you so much for penning down our deepest thoughts and, in the process, empowering us all further.


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