The words flow out,
My blood on a page
I'll just sit here,
Drowning in rage.
A small glass bottle
Full of tears
That I've held back
For thirteen years.
Why?
What did I do,
To earn such woe?
Why must I
Hate everyone so?
But yet,
I'll act strong.
I mustn't crack.
I won't,
Though this bottle
Breaks my back.
Poem About Breaking Inside From Hate
I hate the lies I hate the tears I hate the screaming I hate my past I hate what you did I hate you.
Little Glass Bottle
Published by Family Friend Poems September 2015 with permission of the Author.
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