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.

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