Category: Writers Block
okay this is my poem i just want your honest opinion about this poem
my hatred grows like a fire
kindleing being thrown by those wicked childs it grows and grows until it can not be contained
until it needs to burst form my chest or consume me outright
I think I can contain this hatred that I have for thee
For the day you stolde my love and made him your own toy.
I think I can withstand the visions at night of killing you and sending you to hell
Along with those evil children
Who just dance around me showing me what I can’t have
I think I can n pplaster afake smile on my face when you and your love walk down the aisle
And when you say your vows.
I have not choice but to swallow those bitter words that rise to my tongue and bang on my mouth to be set free.
But i won’t
I won’t let my hatred show
And let the bitter words flow.
I’ll keep it all in until it consumes me alive
Until I become just another girl that gone blown away by her evil ways