Slight Words


He likes for me
To spoon feed
My inadequacies
So he can spit them back
Smile
And act like
We're not just host
And parasite
Like he's doing me a favor
I swallow my pride
And he savors
Every minute of it
Every minute I bend
Back further than I should
I break
Tiny fissures split across my aches
Threatening
Begging me to take
Considerable action
Consider this acting
Is doing me more harm than good
And I know I should
Walk quickly away
But I stay
I stay
I stay
And I lose a little more of me
Each day
Because I just can't find
The time
To teach myself to say
If I'm honest,
I need help
If I ever hope
To get away
I am held
And I never know
The things
To say
To my reflection
To make me
Believe
I should ignore
His misdirection
That I
Should bide my time
Surrender
To introspection
He likes to feed
And I
Part my lips
And always
Always eat
But should instead
Clench these teeth
And decide
To starve
And die
To finally be free

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