Wallowing

Wallowing

is all I’ve done today

letting that stone of sadness

sit heavy on my chest

 

 

Wallowing

bathing in the grime

sitting in your hate and rage

remembering each word and phrase

 

Wallowing

unable to move beyond my misery

I know I’m letting all your nasty

simmer inside of me

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