All yor pearls

I can see your sympathy
You wear it like a string of fake pearls
Hanging on yor ears
As you pretend to listen
Draped around your neck
lying across ypur chest
as you pretend to care
And i can feel your anger
A raging fire of pure fury
It burns in your throat
as you spit firey sentences
It flicks in your eyes
And my soul is it's oxygen

poem by Chelsea Pieterse
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Dear hate...

Dear hate...
Who am i meeting today?
Is it Fury? Rage? Pain?
im hosting Depression, anger,
and you...hate. And sadness...
She came yesturday
and she's been crying ever since.
Was it you? Making her cry?
I felt your wars inside of me,
You and anger,
Batteling ferociously, while
Depression sit's in the corner
Turning all black with his soft whispers of
'you aren't enough! ''
And Sadness sobbed
Which fueled your hate
And fueled angers anger.
Pain and Rage burst in
with a bleeding roar
Pain rests on my heart,

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poem by Chelsea Pieterse
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