In my heart, the anger she lacks,
Boils without cease,
In my eyes, the rage she misses,
Makes itself seen,
In my fists, the fury she's scarce of,
Manifests itself as scars,
In my head, the damage she avoided,
Tears me apart.
YOU ARE READING
an attempt at poetry
PoetrySincerely, just an attempt at poetry in which I try to put into words all the thoughts that rush through my mind! I really hope you enjoy <3 ps. English is not my first language so pleaaasee keep that in mind, I take any suggestions you may have
