remember your anger.
hold onto it and weep.
let each tear that rolls down your cheek
serve as a reminder as a promise to keep.
if not for yourself now,
then for the vision of you later
when fate will be kinder
for all the wicked games it's leeched.
this heartache will not ruin you.
you are more than this.
in time you will stitch your wounds
though now they may bleed.
still your heart beats on, despite.
allow your anger to fuel you.
let its searing warmth radiate
for it is the scorned woman who will prevail
and he who will instead weep.
Feb 5, 2019
Feb 5, 2019 at 10:20 PM UTC
remember your anger.
hold onto it and weep.
let each tear that rolls down your cheek
serve as a reminder as a promise to keep.
if not for yourself now,
then for the vision of you later
when fate will be kinder
for all the wicked games it's leeched.
this heartache will not ruin you.
you are more than this.
in time you will stitch your wounds
though now they may bleed.
still your heart beats on, despite.
allow your anger to fuel you.
let its searing warmth radiate
for it is the scorned woman who will prevail
and he who will instead weep.
