Prisoner
I don't believe in getting angry
and arguing over things
yet there are people who do sadly
as does a bee that stings
why can't people be friends
and love as the Bible says
instead a relationship ends
tis what it does
are we doomed to this behavior
or will it one day lend
finding success and not failure
in the message we send
weary as I walk alone
in my reasoning
though heavy I carry the stone
tired as I'm weakening
soon strength I'll regain
as time passes through
and joy will remain
for now my time is due
Copyright © Angela Crabtree | Year Posted 2021
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