What’s It For?

You’re angry at me before I give you reason.

It’s like a time to kill and my heart is in season.

So murder me lightly.

Murder me swift.

I’ll leave my truth in ashes for you to sift.

Just don’t let me burn alone.

*AP

Published by ataliep33

I am a mother first, but without these words I spill, I cannot breathe. I am me in my words. No matter who you think I am or what truths you choose to believe. Getting out what I keep inside produces my oxygen, which keeps me alive. If you read these thoughts of mine, please do so with a little rhyme, because while I may seem remedial and soft spoken my heart is one that will never again be broken.

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