Choices
I wish I had clung to the anger, The anger that could have bloomed into hate. But I let it fade into sadness, Sadness into loneliness, loneliness into vulnerability. I wish Iād made fury my friendāThen Iād have walked away when I had the chanceā From worthless tears, from hopeless cries, From begging that only gave birth to lies upon lies. The truth couldāve been our salvation, But who knewā¦















