It’s all you got

and even when they tell you to let it go

you just continue to let it grow.

You don’t care about the outcome

You just scream from the top of your lungs

as your heart starts to beat faster and the words just keep pouring out.

When will you stop?

When your all alone and there is no one to hear the words

or will you continue to yell in an empty house.

Eventually, you will go mad and yell all the time walking around and just one wrong

look will get you going and nothing will stop you.

Until one day it will be too much for your heart and it will slowly

start to beat slowly and then it will be over.

And I wonder what will be your last thoughts as the world around you

finally goes dark.

Will you have wished you had got that forgiveness or will you just not even care?

If only you had listened to me when I let anger go for it doesn’t help me grow it only holds one back.

Will you let anger go and live a life with purpose and so much growth or will you end up like the person above with no hope or light at the end of their road.



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At my limit

With you right now, I’m annoyed and just over it.

Words can no longer express how I feel for no amount of words can fully describe how your acting.

The anger build up inside me and it’s not just for me but for others that you have burned.

I feel like I want to protect them and not let you harm them with your words.

But, something inside me stops me from saying the words I need to say to break you down a couple of steps.

I have never known someone to be so nasty before.

Your words are toxin and your heart is blacker than coal.

Nothing you do or say proves to me that you care enough to stop.

You just pretend like a child that you have done no wrong and should be forgiven.

But, honey I can forgive but I will not forget and if I wasn’t  the person I am in today.

I would have told you off by now and let it be done for you will never have my trust or respect.

This world needs love and not your ugly hater to continue to grow.

I am fighting for the good and trying to stop all the wrong and the ugly in life.

I have grew up and have put away my childish ways, when will you do the same?


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Daily Prompt: Breath

I want to say I took a deep breath that day

and really stopped and thought about what I

was going to say.

But I didn’t and so I’m now faced with

a face of anger that is so bright like the sun

that I’m blinded by the words.

I shouldn’t have said in the first place

I wonder if I apology and take the breath

I should have earlier, maybe things can be


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Am I so upset that I can’t seem to keep it inside

like I want to climb to the highest mountain and just scream

it all out.

Until I’m empty inside

No words left inside, no emotions so high

Just quite all around.

And I feel my feet on the ground again and

I am fine again at least that’s the lie I keep telling myself.


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by your words as they pour out of your mouth.

Time sometimes can’t fix the things that don’t go

away as each day passes by.

Those words haunt you for the rest of your life.

Floating around in your head and no matter how hard you try to forget them.

They don’t go away and they are burned in your memory like a tattoo is inked into your skin.

Forever apart of your life, whether you like it or not.


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Not a concern anymore!

What am I waiting for

your not coming back

for awhile.

I’m a lost toy to you something you out grown.

I’m in the dust under your bed in the deep corners you never looked.

To afraid to see the truth, if only one more push.

You would have found me and maybe then no one would feel hurt.

Like a memory from the past, I’m not a concern anymore.

And when years have past and you decide to redecorate.

You move that small bed and there I am.

 I am old and you barely recognize me.

But you smile as a memory comes to you.

Then you toss me to the trash and like that I’m gone for good.


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