Spilled Tea
I can't believe how tea spilled in another kitchen affects me so much. The mess quickly becomes the talk of the town, I hate how I have to find out. I hate that I had to find out. It would've been sooo nice if I just left the window closed, I could've stayed in the peace that is the truth that is the tea that I drink. The truth I wish others would believe. Not the mess made in someone else's kitchen, the lies and assumptions that stain their counter tops that I can't clean up. If spilled milk isn't something to cry over, what about anger in regards to spilled tea?
i wish i never knew-
of the portrait he drew
there is no great enough distance i wish i could be from this
in this once instance, ignorance is, bliss
i can't believe, the poison she continues to brew
and the more of those who do than those who don't, believe it to be true
it's ill-humor that breeds these reputational tumors
rumors-
i rue the day that any more may be born
my unrighteous wrath will burn the book of false belief from which these pages were torn
tall tales that only sale fire to a house already burning
words i see on the street that leave my heart churning
storms of fabricated stories form such an unholy ire in my being
charms of hatred hang over my head, charming the very hatred an audience wouldn't mind seeing
the he say she say that screams outside of my agreeing
only harm the walls that protect the unleashing of such fury that i guess people are sooo desperate for seeing
i wish i never knew-
only i and not a few more know the truth, but only no one will listen
rumors will continue to spread, and the gossip will only thicken
i just wish i never knew
About the Creator
Josh Morgan
I began writing as a means of expressing creativity, relieving stress, and venting emotions. I mention my daily battle with mental health a lot, I hope it is relatable and inspiring to readers, as writing is something I'm passionate about.
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Comments (3)
very well written , Josh.
Yes, ignorance is definitely bliss in some cases. I'm so sorry you're going through this. Sending you lots of love and hugs ❤️
great poem!!!