firecracker
as a poet youd think id have all the right words to say, sweet loving expressive.
i still lack self control in fits of being misunderstood.
feeling tongue tied by whom don’t get me
to fiery a response from someone who should know how to walk the talk
spurs of embers unleashed from the depths of my somber pits
as you hear my fury i cant stop or halt the word canons that fire into your grasp
fits of me lacking patience to be understood
a plea to feel understood by you
id crawl on broken shattered fragments of my
words to you
to apologize for my spears that sought for blood
like a firecracker trying to show all my colors
defending every feeling of mine, lacking the simplicity of empathy within a conversation stirred by my own negligence and lack thereof
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