Shadow

Putrid smell of hatred and resentment

Permeates throughout your existence

People look to you for answers

Instead you dump on them

Emotionally and otherwise

You resent silence and peace

I try to be kind and patient

You take this as an attack

As if I am calling you weak

By simply seeing the thorn

In your foot and attempting

To tend to it and pull it out

Your inner voice is a tyrant

Control as a way to soothe

So is anger and vengeance

I hope that you find your way

You say you are a truth seeker

You lie to yourself all day long

While we sit there and listen -

to you babble, rant, and rave

And nominate yourself arbiter

Truth isn't black and white

You are not God, we all are

Truth requires many lenses

It has perspective and tonality

Such depth that is unfathomable

You know you should forgive

But your desire for vengeance

For wishing ill consumes you

The love in your life wilts