Grapes of Wrath

Grapes of Wrath

Her two hands wrapped the stemmed glass tumbler.
Hugging tightly, willing the fermented fruit to settle her agony.
Looking down, her battered reflection reminding what brought her here.
Viscous beyond translucence, filling her senses.
Eyes widened slightly, bouquet surrounding her.
Held her thoughts in subtle effervescence.
Allowed her grieving heart a small relief.
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Manipulated

Manipulated

Humanity unchanging.
Desire to please, forced task rearranging.
Manipulations, control, personality depleting.
Unhealthy, relationship defeating.
To believe thy quality is pure.
A dream with much allure.
Abolishing most self doubt.
Fantasy, without merit, identity rout.
Day begins anew.
Communication askew.
So hopeful before.
Down on myself once more.
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I Thought You Already Knew

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I realized I hurt you too late.
The statements wandered internally.
They had merit, they were right.
They developed into thoughts left unsaid
but murmurs on the edge of my tongue.
Once spewed forth, brought eternal regret.
I thought you already knew what I said as truth.
Only to find that you blindly trusted my
feelings were exactly as yours.
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