Anger
Anger,
Ticking time bomb.
Blaming and fingers pointing.
To soothe the soul,
to push the heavy weight of responsibility away.
But instead,
Burdening herself with stressful emotion.
Releasing fury on anything that crossed her path.
She tries to convince herself that pain is an ingredient of maturity,
But can only come up with “is it worth the hype?”
Foe of forgiveness.
She decides that she is not the master of her own heart.
She decided to be angry.
-Melissa
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