Writing Prompt

they say forgiveness is a virtue,

but I’d rather keep my anger.

you’re the reason I’ve been so blue;

the reason I hate the songs that were bangers;

you’re the reason I still cry at night;

the reason I see a man and think “DANGER!”

too afraid that he’ll break my heart no matter how bright his light.

I hate you; I wish we were just strangers.

I wish I could forget and move on from the past.

why ...

They say forgiveness is a virtue, but I’d rather keep my anger.

No matter how many times you clean up my wounds

Clean them with alcohol and wrap with gauze

My scars will always be there.

The very scars you caused

With the shiny blade of the kitchen knife.

As you cut and slashed at me

My tears and blood seeped into my own skin.

So no,

No matter how many times you weep and bow at my feet, I will...

Beneath me lays a volcano.

I take years to build up and seconds too explode,

I’m a ticking time bomb,

I let things go on and comments be made untill I boil over and explode.

I am an angry girl, Man-made.

Forgiveness is important and never to hold grudges but how can they say that if they have never experienced what it feels like to be a bomb always ticking.

How can you sit there and let me go t...

I want to stay angry.

Everything you do fills me with rage. I blink, and suddenly my fist makes contact with your face. I blink again, and you are standing far away from me, a distant look in your eyes. I don't care. Why should I?

I take up my sword and fight dragons and beasts of all kinds. I use my anger as my shield to block their fiery attacks from reaching my broken heart. One well-placed s...

My biggest lie

I was able to tell,

Was the smile

I forced on myself.

For years

And years,

No one could tell,

I was actually living in hell.

Battered and bruised,

I covered myself

In a dark hoodie and jeans

With socks

Up to my knees,

And giant sunglasses

That cover

Half of my face.

And in ninety-seven degrees

No one questioned me.

Hell took its toll,

Breaking me down,

Till I was nothing but ashes...

I can’t get over the late night matches

Or the empty pill bottles

The memories began the scratches

And the happiness became fossils

I tried to forgive

Maybe even forget

But I keep this authoritative

Sense of regret

I could have stopped you

From downing those whites

But what we all knew

You were infested with frights

To Alabama they sent my savior

For rehab and such

“That’s not normal behav...

Lions used to be herbivores

But became kings

** Now they eat **

In wake of destruction

In remembrance of death

**Now they slaughter**

Lions threw off what was

And became what’s next

** No remorse**

They could think

“It’s okay to be eaten”

...

They say forgiveness is a virtue

But I’d rather keep my anger

This rage in my vains

Is the only thing making me go farther

I like my anger

What it fuels

But I always ignore

How I use it as an excuse

To let life pass by

Never accomplish anything

Because so long as I’m angry

What’s the use?

I’m dead tired

Always sleepy

But never enough

Not even for me

So as long as I’m angry

That’s all that people w...

I inherited my mothers kindness, determination and grace.

I inherited my grandmothers wild, outgoing spirit and wonder of the world.

I inherited my sisters generosity and forgiveness.

I inherited my grandfathers nose and strong work ethic.

I inherited my best friends confidence, creativity and music taste.

I even inherited my work colleagues communication.

I inherited my flatmates way of washing ...

They say forgiveness is a virtue,

But I’d rather keep my anger -

Shallow it may be, but dragging me way deep,

This vengeful anchor -

Subdued in hostile waters,

Could’ve called a truce but dialed up slaughter -

Harbor a grudge and won’t budge,

Until I’m through inflicting torture -

Full-grown, I should know better,

But it’s a full-blown vendetta -

Mistake my ambitiousness for viciousness

When I s...