When I feel grumpy I do not like a laugh.
Instead I feel tense and tight.
My head is rushing with anger.
I start to get out of control.
Then bang I blow.
I want to run and be free.
If I am stuck I lash out.
When I lash out I get into more trouble.
I cannot stop.
Eventually I calm.
I feel a heavy sadness.
My son wrote this during a two day exclusion from school following a particularly extreme outburst of anger. You can read more about it here and here. I also wrote a poem that week maybe I’ll share mine on Prose for Thought next week, click the badge to find out more….