Sometimes, the things
we’ve said in an attack of anger,
brutal, bitter, black
the things we’d give anything
to take back
They eat at our conscience & heart
like a burning acid bath
By: J.N.R Dutton
Sometimes, the things
we’ve said in an attack of anger,
brutal, bitter, black
the things we’d give anything
to take back
They eat at our conscience & heart
like a burning acid bath
By: J.N.R Dutton
It’s better to be silent
if you feel blood boiling rage
if you let words fly in
that moment, you may
regret what you say
if you need to, take a breather
write your thoughts out
or briefly walk away
By: J.N.R Dutton
He keeps things bound
& bottled up, never really
setting them free
Until it all overwhelms him
& then the release comes explosively
Fierce, frightening & fiery,
like ignited TNT
By: J.N.R Dutton