if my anger and anguish
could extinguish
from the realization that all of this
is nothing more than self inflicted sabotage,
maybe then I could believe
that nothing was ever wrongbut it was, and I'm still angry
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Velvet Words at Sunset | Poetry
Poetrysad poems for me to reflect on, sometimes sprinkled with hope
.petty.
if my anger and anguish
could extinguish
from the realization that all of this
is nothing more than self inflicted sabotage,
maybe then I could believe
that nothing was ever wrongbut it was, and I'm still angry