Whenever I could help it,
I'd switch my world off.
Burrow under the covers
and refuse to admit
that I knew that I'd rather
not wake up at all,
than face every day
where everything is my fault.
And you knew that I left
my whole world behind me,
and traded my safety
for every dream that you gave me.
Still, you did all you could,
to take all I had left.
To empty, and exhaust,
and discarded the rest.
And I'm still so
angry.
No one lets me be
angry.
And when I found out that
I wasn't growing at all,
and wanted to leave
Before my hope was too small,
you did all that you could
to take all I had left,
and battered, and shattered,
and poisoned the rest.
And I'm still so
angry.
No one lets me be
angry.
Scared if I never let go
then I won't ever know
how to feel anything more,
how to breathe like before,
because I'm still so
angry.
No one lets me be angry.
What if I'm always this angry?
I'm still so angry.
'Anger' - for K&Z.
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Songs About Merion Station
Poetry❝ It's been two, long years, but I wouldn't know it. And the dark of what happened remains unspoken, and I know it doesn't matter to anyone, like you were hoping. ❞ Merion Station, Pennsylvania, United States of America.
