Hate 11/24/14
Hate, anger,
Contempt and loathing
They're all building up
I feel like exploding.
I have no release.
I have no relief.
The water is rising,
The tide is coming in.
Losing space,
Losing ground,
Losing face,
All around.
I can't explain.
I can't deny.
I can't confirm.
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Jenna Lynn Williams
I have been writing poetry full-time since September 2014. I am a mom of 3 boys ages 12, 7 & 5, and stepmom to a son age 24, a daughter age 23 and a daughter age almost 19. I am happily divorced from my abusive ex husband and happily remarried to the man of my dreams. My new husband and i met thru poetry on Facebook. I like to read, write, and draw. I like music of ALMOST n e kind. I also listen to songs and rewrite the lyrics to a portion of my life story.
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