Anger Like Venom:
It's sharp and it's unsafe
A venomous anger I try to replace.
It burns and it harms,
Melting skin to bone and breaking hearts.
It does not think
It simply acts.
It lashes out
Waiting for its next attack.
~J.K.M.
Scrub Harder:
And like how one washes old clothes
I am desperately trying to wash away
The memory left by you.
Hands scrubbed raw
While finger tips bleed.
I don't want to have your hand prints
lingering on my skin anymore.
I want to be clean.
To be clean of you.
~J.K.M.
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1. An Implication (Poetry)
PoesiePoetry for humanity. A collection of thoughts. An array of poetry displayed in raw light. "For what it's worth, not even words can explain the complications in ones head." ~J.K.M.
