How you hate peppermints
They remind you
Of when your life
Was not
your own.
The sharp tangy scent is
Betrayal
Blackmail
A crease between eyes.
The crinkle of the wrapper
Turns to
The popping
Of
Gunfire.
When peppermint
Comes out
You scream
As your one chance
Is ended
By glass pieces
And
The cold harsh reality
