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The Flames of Resentment | A Poem


Samantha Nagel

From: Empowered

I need you

But I don’t know if I want you.

You need me

And I know I need you to want me.

There’s a secret compartment in my heart,

One where water overflows and

Salt stings the wounds.

I cry in secret.

Every word is cataloged,

My body like a library of memories.

The tears, the voices, the hands on my body,

Captured in my spirit.

Have you ever picked at a scab

And it never healed?

You picked,