All this cheap bourbon
Can’t help me forget the blood
I just can’t wash off
Category: Anger
Caution
Lessons from the past
Harbingers of the future
We choose to ignore
Refuse
An old cigarette
And me, both discarded trash
That once touched your lips
Relief
I wonder what kind
Of man I would have become
If we hadn’t met
Regrets
Memories of you
Follow closely, taunting me
With what might have been
Millstone
Old memories found
In the back of the closet
Hiding in the gloom
Tears
Tiny rivulets
Reveal traces of pink skin
Down her dirty cheeks
Flood
Unburdened release
Angry swollen torrents rage
Surging towards the sea
Fury
Howling in a rage.
Screaming, I vent my anger,
Then fall silent, spent.