Trauma & Rage
When trauma oozes deep within your neurons, your memory loses its vigor. The geometric edges of patterned memories then gradually begin to spiral. You desperately want to hold onto the center, refusing to let go.
Multiple traumas bulge and seep deep within your veins. An acute pain runs down your spine. Your stomach wrenches. You puke out the bile that seems to have accumulated over the years.
Trauma grips your body, your mind, your spirit, and arguably your soul, rinsing off the remnants of brightness that once adorned your countenance. You are stripped of kindness and good-natured human interactions.
At that precise moment, there’s a rage that slowly makes its way to coagulate inside your pupils. Your eyes, fierce and filled with rage, stare blankly into all systemic oppression. You blame the world, all of it, with its structures and rules.
Then, you hope against all odds that a day would arrive when the coalesced rage would dissipate. It would fall like torrential rain, teardrops filling up the benumbed empty craters created by the joint effect of trauma and rage. And you wish to feel alive again!
