I Woke Up Angry a Collaboration With Marugu Mo
I woke up angry
I let the nightstand feel the wrath of my fist
My tear well had long dried
I could no longer cry
Instead I felt a strange dry
I was at a fiery place
My head was heavy and my thoughts were not straight
Things were blurry in there
Yet sharply piercing
My heart burned an eternity
A furtive glance at the old photo on the nightstand
Crumpled but the image was clearer to me than before
I felt it more
So I took the photo and shredded it into pieces
The fragments of my life lay in front of me
The life I had believed in so much
The lies I had feasted on so much
I was no longer that naiveté
No longer that foolishness
The taunts, the jibes, the cruel jokes
The let me down easy,
The you could be better if this and that
The...BAH! I didn't care anymore
Instead I blazed incessant
This day, oh this day
Would be the day
Of reckoning
This day would blaze
Everything in its wake
This day I would bury my past
The only life that knew me
The one life that destroyed me
And this day as I step out of my house
A new book of me begins...
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