Oh no, she's done it again!

**********************************************************
**********************************************************

Okay, Here’s What I Know as of Now

By Stephanie Summers

The hurricane has passed
The mighty storm has ceased
And all the rage has left me
****And as I survey the damage of the terrible
*******winds and rain
****I can only blame myself
****For the broken fences, toppled trees, scattered
*******shingles, and caved-in roofs
To say the very least

I created the storm
My feelings were enflamed
I fed kindling to the spark
****And now I sit here filled with immense
*******sorrow and guilt and pain
****The immature one, is me
****I let myself turn into one of those crazy
*******drama queens on TV
I’m so very ashamed

I stand now in rubble
Of the friendship I’ve killed
I look around, I ask it,
****I never should have used the word “Hate”;
*******it is such an ugly word
****I do not hate you, my friend
****I hate myself. I just unfairly put a target on you,
*******and fired
I beg it to rebuild

Those words I can’t unspeak
Have stabbed me in the heart
I took the time to sculpt them
****I thought I was being so clever with the
*******words I chose to use
****"Ha, ha, that’ll show him!”
****My heck, what is WRONG with me?
*******Seriously, no wonder I’m dateless!
Into that fiery dart

Revenge is no answer
“Getting even” is dumb
I thought it would give relief
****I admit I reveled in the thought of you getting your
*******heart torn
****Something some would call Karma
****But that’s not very Christian (literally) and I know
*******it is wrong
Instead it made me glum

It’s still true, you’ve hurt me
In much more ways than one
I do not think you meant it
****Because I have always known that you are
*******a good man. Yes, you are!
****That is why I once liked you
****And I should learn to be grateful for friends,
*******‘cause I’m lucky to have them
Besides, what’s done is done

The thing that hurt the most
Is that you lied to me
You kept all that a secret
****You said something like,
*******“I’m just not ready to date anyone now.”
****Then you asked her on a date
****One thing you’ve gotta know, girls talk to their friends,
******* always keep that in mind!
That’s SO not cool, you see?

Whether “He” is out there
Or whether “He” is not
Should not coincide with friends
****By “He” I mean “Mr. Right”, my future spouse,
*******the one who’ll love me
****Right now I doubt he exists
****After all I have done I don’t deserve somebody
*******to love me back
Though that happens a lot

I’m sorry I hurt you
And that I said those words
I don’t think you are a freak
****I don’t regret writing the poem
*******I just regret that I posted it
****That was hateful and cruel
****I know a lot of people don’t read my words, but you did,
*******I know it
There’s nothing wrong with nerds

I guess that I am sick
I know that I’m a fool
I need to be back on track
****It’s frustrating; I’ve already climbed a mountain,
*******now there’s one more
****Can’t my road ever be smooth?
****Yeah, yeah, “The Road Less Travelled”, I get it.
*******That is what I REALLY get!
Not a butt of a mule

To “Anon”, as you’re called,
To you, just this I’ll say
Thank you, thank you for your verse
****Although, I am pretty sure I know who you are anyway,
*******friend
****Can I still call you a friend?
****Your poem made it sound like I can,
*******but I would rather hear it first hand
You’ve helped me on my way