And within my dream
I recall,
The ferocity of which I could
Only really growl,
"Leave him alone,"
An "Or Else." bleeding through
My tone.
And the images of
Those that have granted me
Only nightmares
Flashed before my eyes
And I realized
My own sins
Have made theirs seem greater.
I know what lies look like,
I know how they read.
Hatred makes a truth
Twisted and convoluted,
Makes you see double the pain,
Double the anguish.
It exaggerates hurt,
And lengthens the scars.
I am aware of this,
For I do not speak
My hatred's names.
I dreamt of fire last night,
I dreamt of flames.
But you are the cold winds,
You are the rain.
I need the rain,
To **** the fire
That burned at my flesh,
At the raw parts of my heart.
And so you did.
Oct 17, 2016
Oct 17, 2016 at 12:07 PM UTC
And within my dream
I recall,
The ferocity of which I could
Only really growl,
"Leave him alone,"
An "Or Else." bleeding through
My tone.
And the images of
Those that have granted me
Only nightmares
Flashed before my eyes
And I realized
My own sins
Have made theirs seem greater.
I know what lies look like,
I know how they read.
Hatred makes a truth
Twisted and convoluted,
Makes you see double the pain,
Double the anguish.
It exaggerates hurt,
And lengthens the scars.
I am aware of this,
For I do not speak
My hatred's names.
I dreamt of fire last night,
I dreamt of flames.
But you are the cold winds,
You are the rain.
I need the rain,
To **** the fire
That burned at my flesh,
At the raw parts of my heart.
And so you did.
Allow yourself to be angry, but never allow to anger to control you. Do not let it last.
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