23.11.09

Anger

Let's talk this over.
Before we're forced down under-
By that anger.

Misdirected rage.
Sick of of all these broken days.
Follow no more.
I resent thee,
for resenting me.

Turn away, turn away-
You did so first.
Shut your mouth, shut your mouth.
That's all you say.

Go away, go away.
Violent child.
My broken down enemy-
No longer.

Friend in need.

Why must you turn from me?