Treasure Island

Unintelligible Susurration


Epiphany


I've had an epiphany
And I've come
To realize
That I am
the causes
of all the effects

I fuel the fire
With heat
That sparks an outburst
Of flames

You've known
For so long
And have kept it
To yourself

This has only hurt
In ways unforgivable
So I must send you
On that boat

Sail far away
And clear all thoughts
Of me and the misery
I've put you through

Submitted: Thursday, April 25, 2013
Edited: Friday, April 26, 2013
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Poet's Notes about The Poem

My story about this poem...well...It was when I had an epiphany lol.
I realized that I almost always am the causes of constant quarrels and I am telling the reader that I must send them on a boat so they can forget about me forever.

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