Yesterday, my friends trampled all of my hopes.
My resolve grew stronger and I pulled in my light.
I brought forth my anger and frustration.
That anger led me to act out today.
The words I released were harsh.
I was shocked by the fury I showed.
I felt shame once I saw the damage.
I was not pleased by the spectacle.
It was beginning to empty my spirit.
My eyes grew cold and downcast.
In my heart I wept bitter tears.
My stomach grew sour from my acid words.
I have begun to learn a lesson.
I see that I am not so important.
I can live in peace with my friends.
I do not exist alone and I need to forgive.
W. Wayne B.
© 2012 W. Wayne B.