When someone screams
“You don’t know what it’s like,”
their pointed words, sharp and honed
their venom cutting to the bone–
what gives them freedom to assume?
What is it they hope to gain?
The players change, but pain’s the same…
and is your path so different than my own?
Don’t visit retribution on the stranger
don’t assume you know what they’ve been through
we cannot fix what’s broken by our anger,
or putting out our trials for review—
as tear escapes despite attempts to hide it
it’s because we’re broken, just like you
©Ginny Brannan 2021
Image: Google Images, Shutter Stock, Oil Painting
Look at the bright side. Writing is cheaper than therapy.
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