Communication Breakdown

A poem for anyone who didn't listen to solid advice

He stumbled into his room,
Bottle in one hand,
His other a tightly clenched fist
Ready for a rumble

I watched his conflicting emotions.

You heard it before
Every word you knew to be true,
But went your own way instead,
Fighting with the fact that listening
Could have saved yourself from yourself

I hate to say I told you so
But I did
And look at you now
Free, to be burned again.

Reviews

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I liked your flow, it was was short and bitter sweet.