Boiling

Boiling

By Allie Marie

Maybe I’d be better off

if I would remember to shut my mouth.

Oh because I was quiet and innocent

before I dared to try to make you listen.

Far too honest.

Far too blunt.

These words rose to a boil

just to burn.

The ones I spoke in secrecy

ended up splashing on my hands.

The ones I saved for you

are worse.

You brought this all on me

and this is my revenge.

Caught in the water –

We’re all burning now.

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