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Dec 2021
I don’t want to be angry,
I want to run into your arms and tell you all the details of my day.

I don’t want to be lonely,
I want to feel you hold me close and promise me we’ll make it there someway.

But rage hurts less than sadness,
And loneliness I know,
So I’ll continue moving on
The only way I know
And scream your name into my pillow
Just to let you go.

- p. winter
it is very hard for me to be genuinely angry with someone. because angry means you think you deserved better. and usually i accept that i got exactly what i deserved. and yet here we are.
Penelope Winter
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Penelope Winter
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