Resentment bubbles up,
spilling out of the cup,
a noxious gas scatters,
leaving paths in tatters.
Monstrous feelings emerge,
rancor, envy converge,
heart hardens like a stone,
strange – no longer your own.
Volcanic forces rage,
like tigers in a cage,
focused on escaping,
spectators are gaping.
In a destructive mode,
snubbing ethical codes,
a centuries old song,
a love story’s gone wrong.
Time is Flying By
2 days ago
2 comments:
I hope whatever made you feel this way is much better now .
This was written several years ago and it was about the pain people experience when their relationships sour.
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