Sweet Bitterness
It has been months that have passed
Yet rage I still keep enclosed within
it embodies my morals , my happiness
and fears.
I haven't been able to escape it
I look in a mirror and see me trapped
frosty glass this Bitterness is my new
reasons to laugh
Why do they have to add additional salts to
scarred tissue. Arent I already hideous enough
what kind of ridiculous intervention would make
me more brutal and relentless
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