Deborah Seale Poet Free verse

Maybe I Was

I was angry 
Yet then again, maybe I wasn’t. 
I was hurt
Then maybe I really wasn’t.
All the mixed emotions. 
I drug that closed book around,
Trying to peel it open.
Knowing I wasn’t meant to.
You warned me, 
Time and time again.
All the while letting me know,
Softly telling me
Some things are better left alone, unread, unknown.
All the pain I felt, yet didn’t.
Tears leaking from my eyes,
Yet, 
I wonder.
why?
Was I angry?
Maybe I was, then again,
Maybe I wasn’t. 
Was I hurt?
Maybe, just maybe, I was and then again,
Maybe I wasn’t. 
@ Deborah Seale Schnadelbach 2024

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