[This poem is just a time where I felt really raging mad. I don't remember why I was mad, but I was and this is what came out. I guess it's good that I forgot or else I would still be mad... lol. But I hope you guys enjoy it!!]
The water
It's boiling up within me.
It's spilling over
to the point
that I can't take it any longer.
Why can't I control it?
Why can't I just simply forgive?
But it's hard when you see that itty bitty piece of love you have in your life
be torn into tiny little minuscule shreds.
