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Thursday, December 15, 2011

Growing Pains

by Cynthia Ruth Lewis 

I've been writing so many angry poems
about you lately, that the whole world
probably thinks I'm nothing but a
bitter, spiteful bitch
and I don't blame them
but they weren't there;
they weren't in my shoes
they weren't subjected to the likes of you
and I hope they never are
assholes like you ought to come
with a warning label,
instead of subtly enticing clueless women
to swallow your twisted bullshit,
until they're almost as low as you are
so excuse me while I rant
and get it all off my chest
and beat the living crap out of objects
with a baseball bat,
working off the frustration
while trying to repress the hurt,
wishing I could have experienced
only the best of relationships,
but realizing true growth
comes from the worst

1 comment:

  1. i love it. i related very strongly. anger expressed can lead to healing, can become something beautiful. i admire where this poem took me.