Fire & Ice
I thought that my raw emotions
Anger
Hurt
Fear
Regret
That if I cast them out and allowed others to see them or
feel them
They would stop haunting me and let me live like everyone
else
If the men who I had feelings for but couldn’t return the
same
Family that took me for granted and I them
The long line of potential employers who never gave me a
chance
The well balanced so called friend who found time for me
only when they were in need
I thought that if I bled it all out and they read what I was
struggling with
Maybe just maybe I would be cut some slack
Be heard
Be read
Be given a chance
I wonder if all my anger and my hurt that I convey paints me
in the wrong light
Then after a collision with the wrong person
Me letting my guard down and being made a fool
I think the fire that sprays from my lips is more than
appropriet