What can I do for an interlude?
A little time to think about who I am
And have my own attitude
You want to help me
But I don't want to be like you
Cover your tracks
So I don't follow in your footsteps
I'll end up doing things that I'll regret
Change is still unfinished
Don't look at me yet
I'm gonna tell you something
That you wouldn't like to hear
I'd hate to be just like you
If you were unhappy all those years
I don't have to suffer too
I'll laugh off every insult you threw
We are not one in the same
You poured water over my fire
You burned out my flame
I want to wallow in self pity
Who else is going to cry for me?
I want to create a new identity
I want my only comfort to be the slamming of the door
Confirming that I will not return
Not looking back to check for any concern
Anger used to fill me night and day
That's because you made me that way
That's why I got along
With the monster under my bed
It listened to all the ruthless things you said
It tells me not to let you get inside my head
I don't have a say
In anything that you assume
Your accusations spread through the air
I can only stand there and suffocate in the fumes
I paved my feelings with cement
My thoughts were fenced in
But I liked it better that way
It only meant people would stay
It meant things were going great
However, I was not meant to lead
Anyone who followed
Got stuck to bleed
You've got alot of nerve
Reprimanding me for every minor mistake
I know what I deserve
My story is not for you to rewrite
We're pieces of two different puzzles
We don't fit right
I'll tell you the truth
While still being nice
I never wanted to dress in white
You know what I'm capable of
You know what I'm like
Accept the invite
Or get out of my sight
YOU ARE READING
Medicine
PoetryCutting open my heart to pour out how I feel. It comes down in floods of blood as words scatter on the floor in a jumbled mess or a pathetic attempt to explain my feelings. A book filled with all of my poetry. Enjoy the somewhat dark and somewhat li...
