I could hear these words being spat out, lb, the pent up anger and frustration just leaps from the page, a powerful read, but a sad one. I enjoyed it for it's moment, as it drew me in, well written, Zy

This makes me glad that I have not gone through a bad break-up, and makes me wonder about the sanctity of marriage.

 

It is so full of pain, anger and frustration. You have conveyed well how every minute little past mistake is dragged up again, how a true fight is never really over with, and can always be brought back to haunt.

 

This almost makes me glad that my own stubborn pigheadedness means I'm not so much one to throw angry words about, but rather to give the silent treatment (still unhealthy, though!). I'm glad I don't often argue, this seem like such a horrid thing to have to deal with- old words always being repainted in a new light.

 

A powerful poem Lb, makes one think (indeed this one here is thinking seriously!).

 

well done,

 

Sin