Letting Anger out.

I hate that I don’t know what to say and I don’t know how to say it.
I hate that I am not over this and that I still think every day of you and him.
I hate that I stick out my stomach and gaze at the reflection in the mirror of the girl who knew [...]

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Your Words, My Eyes

I am action wanting reaction
leaky fingertips craving attention
airing skeletons living amongst the dresses in my closet
still waiting for someone else’s love to validate me
I am becoming resentment dominating forgiveness
I have scars on my heart
to match self-inflicted scars on my legs
I want to tell my third
and ignore passive pride
to point fingers where blame is wanted
and clear [...]

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