Little did I know what waited beneath the surface,
The molten lava that boiled underneath my skin.
At the first threatening move I burst.
   I lashed out,
      burning,
         causing irreversible damage.
I was full of rage,
What caused me to erupt shouldn't have,
there were just so many things
   all little but none big enough,
      until the scale was tipped.
I can never take back what I said
   and I can never repair the damage done.
Maybe if he forgives me,
I can eventually learn to forgive myself.