By Ivette Rodriguez | February 27, 2023
The child in me is so angry
Angry that I was always the caretaker
Never being taken care of
But my child
Has a vengeful anger
A destructive anger
And it will burn everything in its path
But I don't want ashes
I want a Blooming, Plentiful, Garden
I’m tired of being angry
Oh so tired..
So I have to heal now
So I can lay child to rest
Because I can’t change the past
But I have the future yet to build.