Bitterness Stories

All last year you griped and moanedwhile I would hide or just get stonedto make it through your constant shrill henpecking.Then you finally sneaked awaythe morning after Christmas dayand drained the funds we had in our joint checking.After you had packed your junkand ran away with that young punkI was awash with conflicting emotions.Sometimes I longed for your returnsometimes I prayed that you would burnI vacillated twixt...

He took a swig of the whiskey, hoping to dull the ache inside.The illusion that he moved on shattered, demolishing all pretenses he built over time. Like an avalanche, her memories flooded his mind and senses with a vengeance that could destroy his sanity.He felt her alive once again, remembering even the taste of her kisses and the throbbing of old wounds she caused. She was his most beautiful mistake.As the sun was ecli...

Large ice blue eyes towered over my head, bullying me into accepting his reality. Of course, I nodded, agreed, appeased. I changed the accounting codes facilitating the theft of expensive cases of wine. The whole company set its sharp teeth against my unwillingness to let him steal. My thoughts about his "reality" rumbled like angry thunder through my hidden emotions, causing my face to tick as I typed. An hour later I le...

The Letter (Sung to whatever tune fits your mood) Hello. How are you? I’m doing fine. I always start my letters to you with this same lame line. Then I go on with, “Is your family doing well? Or some other bullshit like that, Instead of wishing them in hell. Am I being bitter? No! I don’t think so. You took my heart and chewed it up, So how low can I really go? You said let us still be friends, And then took all that I ow...

If I was still your friend, I would be so proud of you right this second. If I was still your friend, you would not quite understand why, but accept it quietly, like you did everything else about me. If I was still your friend, I would greet you every morning, smile, stick out an arm and wrap it around your shoulders.If I was still your friend, you would smile back and tell me about your day. If I was still your friend, I...

I ignore you so painfully obviously that it's almost like I'm screaming out how much attention I'm actually paying you. Every turn I make, every single step I take is carefully calculated to be in the opposite direction you're going. Every turn of my gaze is towards where I know your eyes won't meet mine, and every breath that escapes my mouth leaves my body with the hope that it doesn't mingle with the air around you. I...

I never do a preface to my work but I wrote this a long time ago. I was extremely angry,heartbroken and betrayed by a lover. Looking back I don't feel the same toxicity but it is still a poem that reflects that turbulant part of my life. Dear (Insert your name here)Your subversive cowardice astounds me Daring accusations from you paint me as settling When you settle, your life littered with empty conquests You’re as trans...