Free At Last
Angry words, violent words,
free from them at last!
I watched my youth fly into
a wild and fiery crash.
But doused now in understanding,
time has been the ash,
that smothered out the bitterness
and turned into "the past".
free from them at last!
I watched my youth fly into
a wild and fiery crash.
But doused now in understanding,
time has been the ash,
that smothered out the bitterness
and turned into "the past".
posted by Coco at 3:00 AM
1 Comments:
I love it when the words have feelings. I could feel the heat of the flames from just reading the poem.
Good job.
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