Your Words. Poem by Chaun Allen
Your Words.
The words like venom they burn
It's all I hear from you and your ilk
Not strong enough, unable to turn
To recede into a place of hope
Deeper and deeper your poison burns
Succumbing to the hate, unable to feel
More and more the venom churns
Slipping into a place of no return
Searching for help to ease the pain
Only to spew my own poison in return.
Saturday, September 6, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: anger
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