Therapy
Jealousy pushed high
inside my Self. Blinded
reason and mounting
hurt swept my arms fast.
It plays now like a silent
movie in my mind, hurling
whatever I could find
towards you, close enough
for anger's sake.
There was the tender of other
years when I did nothing.And when coke finally dripped
down the walls, shoes rested in
dishes on the counter, she left.You stood here dumb founded
and I cried hysterically, the
person of control
I loved you, I hated you.
I loved him and I hated him
in that swirling moment
The anger felt good and awful.
It lashed out at all the wrong,
all the mistakes and sorrow
that we can not make right.
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