Fragments

⤞resentment

I am wreathed in
shadowed secrets,
a charcoaled soul and
a beleaguered mind,
and my descent into madness
is a journey that stems
from both combined
with a heart that sits so restlessly
within the fragile
silences I create
from every single trauma
that has caused
my hopes to dissipate,
yet I'll always be
reborn from the ashes
of the bridges I
relentlessly burn,
and my only wish is that, one day,
I won't resent the lessons
I've had to learn.