Unburdened Soul
I harbored anger Not at everything hurled my way Or the sharpness of words that could have been fatal. It wasn't about the potential disaster for everyone around me. My anger stemmed from allowing them to hit me with full force, Neglecting the consequences for my heart, Already too broken to break again. At war with my emotions, my thoughts, My actions were beyond comprehension. Lost love, believing never to be found. But for how long will I blame the reality And the burns in my heart Which I cannot tell the world. Now I know what I must do, at once I must stop the crimson fluid from flowing, And painting the ocean red For once I give myself a second chance To forgive myself To love myself more.