I Used To Be
I used to be so angry,
that the sun had the nerve to rise,
the moon still shone brightly,
while I was dying inside.
I used to be so angry,
that the very sound of my own breathing,
made me wish that I could morph into silence.
I used to be so angry,
that I replayed the flashbacks in my existence.
Reliving my own personal hell.
Lol! You see, I used to be so angry,
that I scared my own children.
For how could one be so angry, stillΒ have any love for them?
I used to be so angry,Β that I spoke the wrong words,
the thoughts were heard,
and destroyed my whole family.
I used to be so angry,
as I have survived abuse, that wouldβve killed many.
I used to be angry, that my vocals,
were the focal, of my tempered expression.
I used to be so angry,
that I didnβt care, who, what or where,
as living had lost all itβs meaning.
And I became the pain.
I used to be so angry,
that I simply had to deal with it,
for I was becoming undone.
I used to be so angry,
and now, Iβm glad that Use-toβs,
donβt count anymore.
Β© Maxwanette A Poetess, All Rights Reserved.
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Thank you Yassy! A compliment coming from you! β€οΈππ
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Always welcome. π
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(((BOWING GRACEFULLY)))β€οΈππ
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I would like to share this on twitter if you don’t mind.
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Not at all. Be my guest & thank you!β€οΈππ
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I did. Thank you. ππ and welcome.
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I appreciate you Yassy! β€οΈππ
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Deep, I enjoyed reading that, peace and love…
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Greetings Bruce! Thank you so much! βNamastΓ¨ & One Loveββ€οΈππ
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