and even though some nights
p a i n shot through your
lungs as you tried to remain
living on this earth for
a
n
  g
    e
      l
       s
you helped keep afloat for so long
time ticking backwards only to
reveal bombs setting off

every night was a battle

but you were a survivor
even when there was no hope

I hate the way you look at me
With the whole world in your eyes
I hate the way you hint to me
That you're capable of lies
I hate the way you kiss me
That makes the world stop
I hate the way you smile at me
That makes my heart drop
I hate your stupid uniform
That makes me want you more
I hate the way that your heart
Is always a closed door
But most of all I hate the way
That into love, I did fall
And I hate that I don't hate you,
Not at all.

I am burning inside.
My anger is a tiger,
A tiger burning in the forest
Of the night... dark as
Aged blood on a
Midnight shroud.

I must accept the truth of
My life. And find complete
Forgiveness for those who
Have done their level best
To destroy it.

The ones who have taken
The blood from my veins
And ripped out my heart.
Who killed my dreams
Now, once again, stillborn
In my arms.

I won't allow self pity to
Replace that sweet child.
A poison changeling
To suckle my bossom
And bite the ******.

I'm angry.
But it could be worse.

I could have a
Body wracked with cancer.

I could have been born
In a body stunted and
Wizened... with a
Conciousness to
Understand my
Predicament...
A quadrepalegic.

I could have been born
In a sewer in Calcutta.

From dawn of day
Til day's begun
Count your blessings

One

By

One.

One day
forgiveness
Will come.