I am so angry that I could set the world on fire.
I would like to get a baseball bat, enter a room
filled with glass objects and crush them the way
you crushed my heart. I just want to see where the fun
is in destroying perfectly functioning things.
I am so angry that my scream could cause an avalanche.
I am so angry that flowers around me start to die.
I am so angry that I could run miles but the scariest part
is that I would run miles right in your direction because
all of this anger still can’t beat my love for you despite
the pain you’ve caused.
9 thoughts on “Poem #98”
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Your poetry is so close to what is happening/happened in my life. I relate to the anger and pain. Hang in there. 🙂
You’re welcome. 😊
Brutally honest… This really got a sigh out of me lol
Oh my god. Brilliant… Something id wanna reread everyday