I have a temper
Stubbornness is another fault of mine
My words can cut deeply
Bitter things Like a poorly made wine
Temper teaches me
The lessons it gives are not fun
But I think I'm better after
When life's temper lesson is done
But lessons are hard
They are like falling from a tree
The hardest lesson of all is when
My lover learned to live without me
About Me
- Wings in the Night
- I am genderqueer. I like to write. I like fantasy. I like music. And I would love to be who I am.
4 comments:
Ah yes. My temper, my sarcastic tongue. *sigh* Banes of my existence that I work on every day (or very nearly). Not a pretty sight for a 48 yr old woman to throw a tantrum.
Beautifully said.
Thanks.
My poetry isn't the best, but it does express how I feel.
Your poetry is very good!
Thank you, Sarah. I have to admit, I started to cry when I read your comment. Probably the freshness of my pain has made me especially susceptible to tears.
But thank you. Very much.
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