Burning Bridges

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My heart breaks with your cry.
How can I be happy?
When you’re barely getting by.
I just want to see you smile,
there’s no distance,
I would go the extra mile.
Your love for him has to be strong.
A man like that is weak and wrong.
To turn his back on his life,
and pursue a whore, not his wife.
Pathetic to his friends,
A coward to his family,
But to God, it’s BLASPHEMY.
So run little boy,
forget your morals,
forget your character,
forget your faith,
and run to hell
where she’ll be waiting for you.

-kristin l. cook

7 Year Itch

7 Year Itch

I felt the adrenaline in my veins.
I’ve seen the rage in my eyes.
I’ve smelled the fear in your lies.
You stood like a coward
defeated by the demons you empowered.
You may have chose our path,
but I embodied my wrath
with clinched fists and a firm voice
“I hope you rot in hell” was my choice
I smiled with dignity,
set fire to the mystery,
as I drink from my glass of victory.
Redemption with Authenticity.

– kristin l. cook

Based on my true story