i am convicted of anger
for the first time in my life
i was never one for madness
i'm a sad girl, in strife
i don't allow myself to feel
because i escape like a child
and i run from my issues
i'm always off somewhere hiding
and now that i've experienced this loss
and i'm madder than hell
i can tell you it doesn't help much
i feel even more unwell
i'm devastated by these emotions
but i'm finally letting myself feel
and the absolute agony
is painfully too real
i want to get out
but i'm really not sure how
so writing this bad poetry
is all i'll do for now
© LL
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