Unspoken Words

I curse myself for caving
and letting my anger take control
Now I’m left here to think, forever, about
All the precious time it stole

I try hard not to dwell on it
But the conversation still haunts my brain
with the words constantly repeating in my head
And driving me insane

And now I’ll never get the chance to fix it
Since it was abruptly taken away
And I’m stuck here with my apologies
That I can never say
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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December 6, 2018 at 4:19 PM
Yes Maia, anger is the wind that blows out the lamp of reason. This will pass in time.
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