Anger Burns

I left him behind
But he still finds his way.
Eighteen years of anger
has built up inside of me.
Eighteen years of anger
no one has ever seen.
Though he's not been here
in five blessed years
he still finds ways
to add fuel to the flame
and still my anger burns on.
Old anger and new anger
burning through my soul.
Tears cannot quench
for he taught me well not to cry.
And so in my desert heart
the fire rages on.