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
Image by WikiImages from Pixabay
Like this:
Like Loading...
