Emotional sewage

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All I have is ugly emotions
My anger is piercing, my silence deafening
I am cruel
I am fear
I am tears
I harbour regret in my being
And yet the toxic waste of my soul spills onto those I love
I am bad
But I am seen as good
Because my anger though cruel
Though fearful
Though tearful
Is somehow reserved
For those I hold dearest
Forgive me
You will still love me
Acid burns mark your soul
It does not matter
Return to me

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