a dialog of secrets included in your capture <br />fighting back your anger <br />you were quite fierce <br />sought through destruction was fruitful labor <br />you separated yourself from what remained broken <br />maybe your soul <br />but never your mind <br />however small the discrepancies <br />you still took center stage <br />encouraging yourself to rectify all happenings <br />in your mind’s eye <br />it’s your story <br />no matter how brutal it most be telling <br />must be told <br />it has been such a long time since you have dreamed <br />only because it provoked controversy <br />and not the hostile kind you sought to welcome <br />you felt more alive when you were angry <br />you felt exhilarated when enraged <br />through the brown eyes of father <br />fighting back rivals evidently remarkable by journal accounts you had made <br />tender hearted blaspheme <br />and a political front line of hundred angry men <br />set aside by pleasure <br />well endowed in your personality<br /><br />Kylee Wells<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/death-on-a-horse/
