Poem: reflection – 13/12/21

haven’t always been the best person haven’t perpetually been the kindest human in times of pain I lash out and let them have it my heart, wounded, dripping by the bloodied scourge and the very dagger sliced into my fragile ego drips drip drippps with overt sentiment and angry vehemence how dare I be slighted my mind will scream how dare I be wronged my pride shall call but the truth is, there are two sides to every story, and I can’t always be stuck playing, rewinding Side B hours and hours on repeat, lyrically paining. [...]