You claim I have
A mean streak but
Isn’t drawing a dagger
Fairly reasonable when
A sword has been swung at me
Time and time again?
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The world never notices
Rocks being thrown at
Brick castles quite like
They notice when pebbles
Are tossed at a glass palace
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Do you really believe
You’re everyone’s victim
When you’ve got weapons
Lining the walls of your basement?
Do you really think
I’m the villain when
I’m vomiting up
Your poison and
You’re busy mixing up
More of it?
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You swear I’m the one
Holding the blame but
I’m also the one grasping
A conscience
Aren't I?
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Comments (6)
I really enjoyed this one! now off to complete the set 😊
I echo all of the below, very well done. 👌 vomiting up your poison and you’re busy mixing up more of it? Powerful imagery.
Holy cow. This is incredible. I love your use of metaphor here. Brilliant
Another splendid poem in this series! Excellent work!
And still I cannot help but wonder, are these words meant to be felt by me in kindred spirit or are they meant for me to hear & repent of so much of my ways? I feel them deep within my soul from both points of view.
I really hope u got away from this person…