Anger

You made me show an emotion

Which shouldn’t be shown

It wouldn’t have happened if it weren’t

For that glass that was thrown



I don’t know why

You are so pissed

But I’m real glad

That the glass missed



I now wish nothing for you

But a thousand deaths

Too bad for me that

You’re all I have left

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Sarah Coutie's picture

It's odd how the one person we need most, or the one person we have left, is the one person we hate the most. I really liked this poem, felt it was well written, and I could relate to it.

Michael LaCombe's picture

Woa........dude. Chills. That was a really good poem. You are such a good poet, yo.