She knows it isn’t rightnot to hold the smell insidelet this nature flowHer body remembers painit doesn’t want betrayalnot to eat this vilenessShe is only one girlwith limited optionsduring the silence

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Revenge is a dish served hot or cold. It doesn’t matter how much the bowl will hold.Or how it is placed it on the table.And whether those involved are unstable.As long as the enemy puts it into his mouth, chews and swallows it south.Revenge can be removed from the enemy,through some kind of waste smelling

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I was angry with my friend;  I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe:  I told it not, my wrath did grow.  And I waterd it in fears, Night & morning with my tears:  And I sunned it with smiles, And with soft deceitful wiles.  And it grew both

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I waited for darkness to wrap me in its arms.When it spit me out like rotting flesh, I could notbelieve how much my prayers were unheard andmy pleas unanswered day after long day.How could this be, that I, as a worthy woman was continued to be denied. Growing up similar to those around me seemed

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