Moments of coherent thought
images conjured though I did not see
this, I have learnt is true rage
that which crawls and festers in me
that if I should walk into a single branch
i will burn down the entire tree
fuck, I’ll burn the forest, the world
and then rage on, till it all ends violently
Let’s not talk of moving forward
Or mentioning integrity
When all I have done is make it clear
Then you do this to me
I wanted more than fucking
I wanted more than rutting in a ditch
I wanted what I thought was your heart
But you found another to scratch your itch
You can point fingers all you like
I never said you had to wait
I expected too much
There truly is a fine line between love and hate