Rationed Passion

I must scream into your ears
the ugly words
You do not wish to hear.
Pardon me,
My entitlement to rage,
That I never redeemed.

I survive, I strive to justify
what blazed my heart,
made me clench my fist.
The injustice creeps into my veins
So it seems,
The same has seeped into your brains.

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Didn’t ask for my companion’s
Decree, The "could have been"-
A long road we walk alone,
Dreaded lonely path
not yet my biggest fear.
Deaf ears, cautious mouths
I beg of you.
Call off this charade.

Pardon me,
My entitlement to rage,
That I never redeemed.
I must scream into your ears
The ugly words
You do not wish to hear.

Do not ration this passion
Lend me your ear,
I yearn for a lifelong companion.

— fyonlila