Friday, March 4, 2016

I feel my heart softening
though I'd rather it'd be hard.
It feels right when there is a fire
to spit out words that burn
& unleash its' heat,
to rid of everything 
inside me.
All bridges behind me
leave trails of stubborn 
ash in my heart. 
It's easier to bait & hunt blame
than to digest my pain. 
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