221. Untitled (xxxvii)

You ask if I wish you
were dead,
When you should know
that's not true.
I may not show how
much I care,
Especially when I'm
so angry with you.
All the pain you caused
the family,
All the pain you caused me
It's all hurt and anger inside
I don't want to see you
Or hear from you either.
Just give me time to heal
my open wounds
And the scars of so many
times passed.