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

For without my anger, all I have is sadness

And though my fury burns my heart

Leaving scorch marks in its path

Despair is a tsunami inside me

Flooding everything it can reach

It sinks down to my toes

And crashes through my mind

I’d rather burn from anger

Than drown in sadness...

i have never

had a wonderful day

and wanted to

slave over the keyboard

for hours

in a frenzy

feeling pain

come up and down

and in and out

and pure exhaustion

and climax

i have never

had a wonderful day

and had a brain full

of dark ideas

that most people

would be afraid

to put on paper

those ideas

feel the best

to get out

like

breaking a law

like

kissing your sister

when peace

when forgivene...

Knuckles bled,

Callous palms.

Nothing is fed.

Refusing my calm.

Mortar broken,

Dust covering my face.

Hands red again,

You chose to incase.

Teeth gritted,

Biting my tongue.

Anger fitted,

Because you were done.

Knuckles bare,

Nails dug in.

Choose to share,

Give me this sin.

Wall full of dents,

Forehead red,

Patience is spent,

Listening to what you said.

…

I love you Baby 🖤...

They say forgiveness is a virtue.

And holding on to bitterness will hurt you.

But I’d rather keep my anger.

In case you forget to act like a stranger....

My anger is hungry.

Its stomach growls, its hands reach.

But there is nothing there.

There is nothing to be angry at.

Like birds on a wire,

I watch,

and I wait.

I am kind,

and I forgive.

But you are at my front door.

And no longer am I proud of these virtues,

I do not want them when it comes to you.

Wheat stalks blow in the wind,

a pig is slaughtered next door.

There is a heart-beat coming ...

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

I’d rather yell at you until I’m purple.

Scream the words I know will hurt you.

Be brave and bold, covered in rage.

Because I know the day I feel it, I’ll drown in sorrow.

Anger, I can do. But to be hurt, and to forgive, I dont have the strength to survive that. And I’d rather keep my anger....

They say forgiveness is a virtue

But I’d rather keep my anger

This anger you created

Made me grow stronger...

they say forgiveness is a virtue, but i’d rather keep my anger than to be marked by the things you should have just said…

because repetition is never dead....

So many have told me

To forgive, to forget,

But I never will,

I’d rather keep my anger.

My anger,

My rage,

For so long,

They’ve been locked in a cage…

But now,

I let them run wild.

They say

Forgiveness is a virtue,

But I’d rather keep my

Anger.

My anger will cause pain

To all those who have

Belittled me,

Mocked me,

Hurt me.

But this so called “virtue”

That is forgiveness,

It won’t.

I’m ju...

They say forgiveness is a virtue,
but I’d rather keep my rage.
I’d rather let it smolder under my skin,
slowly becoming a beast.

Your words only feed it,
sharp and bitter,
slicing deeper,
fueling the blaze.
No mercy.

I can feel the burn,
and the needles sinking in,
reminding me of this madness,
reminding me why I stay here.
But I’d rather be this—
a monster
than the other side of me.

The side t...