Words

I cannot see

the anger is rising

showing me that

I hate and despise.



The words fell

From where i know not

I killed myself

When i fired that shot.



Like broken glass

The hopeless thought stays,

Only a Faded vision

of my wicked ways.



I sat with myself

Alone and angry,

for when i hurt you

I died inside me.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I was being mean to my Andrew one day, and felt so bad afterwards.

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