Feb 19, 2010

#1

i move a lot.
and the boxes that gather
and meander
they choose to linger
they fill empty spaces
stacked on top of each other
stacked and crowded
alone
never unpacked
never attended to
ignored

i moved.
i opened a box
i opened a mess
i chose to expose
i chose to expose and conquer
exposed was the hate
for myself
exposed was the love
for you
and the hate i had
outweighed the love
by so many numbers
that it drove me mad

i went mad.
and i hate you

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

hate is a strong word. cheerup buttercup, life is short but oh so sweet

Janell F said...

Human is hard. Keep on keeping on, honey.
*hugs*