taking the air
can I shake you hard enoughto rock your little world
to make you take a second look
see my red-rage unfurled
no matter how you twist my mind
no matter how you scheme
the day will never come
that I will be your self-esteem
you whip me with your anger
and lash me with your fear
your sullen ice-cold silences
make things crystal clear
the only reason I draw breathe
it would seem you do believe
is to stroke your swollen ego
while your "wisdom" I receive
but I don't like this idea
that I can't think for myself
or that if I disagree with you
you'll put me on a shelf
I'm tired of the games you play
your grasping, greedy need
every ugly word you've said
a firmly planted seed
you've watered it with disregard
it's light the bitter truth
your fertilized insecurities
indicted me with no proof
now you say you hate the smell
of my disenchanted flower
I'm not "what" you thought I was
when you locked me in this tower
finally you take a breath
my chance to finally speak
smiling, look you in the eyes
"I never was that weak"
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