would you believe
that i,
the calm one
who never utters a word,
am the one with anger controlling me,
the ventriloquist's dummy,
with fiery rage
barely managed through
my unheard screams,
my clenched fists breaking
the four walls
struggling to confine me?
YOU ARE READING
to you
Poetryto you, my love • words and thoughts i could never say to you, now finally spoken through a splatter of words on a page. • • a collection of poems written from the view of someone who's fallen in love. • • • (lowercase intended) 26 in poetry - sept...
