I used to be consumed,
full of bitterness and rage,
because they seemed such fitting parts,
to play upon this stage.

I blamed you for so many things,
in life that had gone wrong.
As if I was not responsible,
for my actions all along.

And though I have to take the blame,
for the mistakes that I made.
My refusal to just let things go,
cast a very ugly shade.

The pain and disappointment,
followed me where ere I roamed.
But these demons were not exorcised,
and misery became my home.

I was trapped within the anger,
that I let the whole world see,
until the day that I forgave you,
only then was I set free.