✃ pity is whats left when you try to kill anger

ྀི︶˚̣̣̣ ྀི◟ ͜ ◞˚̣̣̣ ྀི︶𓏴︶˚̣̣̣ ྀི◟ ͜ ◞˚̣̣̣ ྀི︶

i apologize if i must 

since i feel your wrath from a mile away 

your painfully modern music taste-

all recognizable, too mainstream.

anger is an emotion everyone can display, 

and thats something you can only trace.

i apologize:

its not metaphorical 

nor is it lyrical.

lacking the heart to put it into words,

words that carry meaning.

this inauthenticity is to abhor.

there is no right way to say more;

would be too cruel.

id push out the bile, let it gush and be brutal-

youd wallow and swallow,

the only certainty of passion i can reveal.

i could write paragraph after paragraph,

pages upon pages,

but it wouldnt be correct,

nor just.

it wouldnt hold the love i once wept.

take this as consolidation

so much i can only share

take this pity

that I now feel,

because its all i seem to bear.

ྀི︶˚̣̣̣ ྀི◟ ͜ ◞˚̣̣̣ ྀི︶𓏴︶˚̣̣̣ ྀི◟ ͜ ◞˚̣̣̣ ྀི︶

-alix