Explode

Explode

I am troubled
Loving you so much
I forgive behavior
and rudeness
so I may feel your touch
 
I am deaf to those
hurtful words you speak
choosing to ignore
it will stop soon, I know
I have become meek
 
I take it, and take it
until one day I explode
Everything suppressed
Now spewing forth
and on you bestowed
 
In the silence
an aftermath of devastation
Stinging, burning
breaking of hearts
Living in condemnation
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompt

Take - Daily Addictions

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Published by Christine Bolton

I have been writing poetry since I was a child and it has helped in the good times and bad times. I am always looking within to find the answers to life's problems and to write thought-provoking poetry and prose. Thanks for checking it out. Christine

16 thoughts on “Explode

      1. Exactly what happened–I totally lost myself…by the end, I didn’t even know what my fave color was when I went shopping for a blazer. It was a shock, having to learn myself anew. Thank you for letting me share about things which are triggered by your posts and comments–I appreciate it, it’s really helpful I think.

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      2. Yes, when we look back it is hard to recognize ourselves isn’t it? I do understand, more than you know. Thank you for sharing 💕

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      1. Many years ago, and I mean many, I remember cleaning spaghetti bolognaise off my ceiling for at least 6 months! 🤭🤣 We laughed about it a lot afterwards.

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