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I am angry
Always condescending They and I
no in between.
My own words fuelling my anger
couldn't stop.
(thinking I'm home) delusion.
Mending relationships bound by grudges,
all this concealment.
Angry for having to be a clown.
(thinking I'm home) delusion.
Being a coward in the light,
living and dying.
Angry for being my own enemy.
(thinking I'm home) delusion.
Taking the best from this ink,
wanting to forget.
Searching and crying but engraved.
Angry that I still can't find it.
(thinking I'm home) delusion.
no in between.
My own words fuelling my anger
couldn't stop.
(thinking I'm home) delusion.
Mending relationships bound by grudges,
all this concealment.
Angry for having to be a clown.
(thinking I'm home) delusion.
Being a coward in the light,
living and dying.
Angry for being my own enemy.
(thinking I'm home) delusion.
Taking the best from this ink,
wanting to forget.
Searching and crying but engraved.
Angry that I still can't find it.
(thinking I'm home) delusion.
Published 24th Jul 2020
Author's Note
After reading Charles Bukowski's "So Now" and Sylvia Plath's "Mad Girl's Love Song" got instant inspiration to ink this down.
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