I spit black poison
Out of my mouth
A venomous river
Winding its way south
It’s an overflow
From my tortured heart
Injected with misery
By events so dark
They are harsher than
I truly mean
But I can’t hold back
When I paint this scene
I must let the anger
The bitterness pour out
So I can truly comprehend
What this pain is about
Then I can learn
Forgive when I need to
And pour into the vacuum
God’s healing words of truth
So that fresh water
Can pour from my heart
And so a river of hope
For others, can start


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