FREE VERSE Poem: Lined up like dirty pearls, by Jana Tvorogova

Lined up like dirty pearls
on an old necklace
are all the little things that wronged me

lined up behind each other
lined up next to each other
It’s a collection of unforgiveness
To forgive does not bring me peace
I would cry if I ever loose that old necklace
I need to wear it during happy hours
I need to look at it during sad nights
Not forgiving brings me peace
Plotting brings me peace
Being petty brings me peace
Destroying brings me peace
I’m sorry
but also
I am not

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