Bitterness

There’s a little nugget. Deep down in my soul. A hurt little nugget.

This little nugget has nasty, sharp teeth. It causes everyone to break and bleed. Including me.

I try to tame it. I try to hide it. But these things do not work.

I tried to let it work. Giving it its own space. This just made it grow.

This little nugget came from pain and grief. It’s teeth made to protect me, just cause more harm instead.

I am not sure what to do with this nugget yet. It may live in me forever.

I would ask for a little patience. But I know the world doesn’t own me that.

Instead I ask for space to heal and keep this creature from attack.