The Weeping Willow

Something I was inspired with after a fight with my father.

THE BLIND RAGE:
 it's back.

They call it that because;
you never see it coming

 it
c l   o    u   d    s               your vision and puts your

hands     to      SHAME.

There are no triggers,
no gunshots hounding the silent field.


..................



The truth is,
it has always been there.
Weeping in the roots of the willow tree.