Poison Pen

Poison pen, biting tongue

Caged in rage

Flutters inside myself

And also yourself

Don’t lie

It’s not becoming

And it hurts the soul,

Changes the heart

The pen,

Mightier than the sword

Hurts deeper than any

On the emotion

The tongue,

Strikes fast and hard

Just the same as the pen

Tears run fast

Biting poison

Boils inside

Roaring to break free

In any form

My anger dissipates

Only to come again

Once more

In the form of words

-Kel Dayheart