In the heat of anger,

Rage-filled words stuck in my throat,

Until level-headed discussions,

Accelerate into venom spewing from my mouth,

Uncontrollably gushing poisonous sentences,

Naturally forming into deadly embroils.

Here you stand,

Waiting for an apology,

That will never come from me.

My words were clear and true as I see,

Call me “evil,”

Call me “vile,”

My throat burns with the intensity,

Of every word thrown in the fierceness of battle.

But alone,

Teardrops fall from my cheeks,

Fireworks of hatred fizzed out,

The twinkling stars gone dark,

Soft moonlight exposes me;

Ignorance, and all.

R-E-M-O-R-S-E