Saturday, 17 June 2017

Bitterness and anger a potent mix

Bitterness and anger arrowed in; a potent mix
It has taken years plus buckets full of tears to fix
Repressed anger becomes a poison to self
It had been put away on a distant shelf
Covered in dust poison circulated to harm
Twisting through body; leg and arm
Brain in a distant lonely fog
Life a struggle through a stinking bog

Wanting to believe that happiness may come
But forever it alludes and my race has almost run
An artist streak killed at a young age
Instead regret and a long and painful rage
To kick and punch to vent the pain

Of the lonely child seems in vain

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