Anger
I’m mad.
I’m angry.
But I never knew it.
I’m confused with a lot,
but God I don’t know.
I’m angry with so, so many
people and I just can’t
say why. Not exactly.
I’m angry at her,
for being so far away.
Her for breaking the
one promise that broke me.
Her for acting like she
didn't just leave my life.
Him for doing the things
he did to me.
Him for acting like he
can fix me.
Her for keeping him from me,
for making me hate him.
Him for acting like the way
he does to stir my emotions up.
Me, for not being able to cry.
Copyright © Ana Farber | Year Posted 2015
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