Hidden Poetry

Chosen

(November 25, 2012)

Chosen

I was chosen

At a young age.

I was pushed down

Until I ignored the pain.

I was hit

I was bleeding

I was ignored on the sidewalk

Left there breathing.

I was taught how to fight

As long as I knew the rules.

I was taught how to lie

When I broke those rules.

I was taught how to live,

How to die

How to survive with just a knife.

I was fierce

I was strong

Tears froze in my eyes

Along with the mask I put on.

I was wild

I was free

And I could get

Whatever you need.

I could sneak

I could be

The very thing

That haunts your dreams.

Close your eyes

Ignore the feeling...

I was taught how to kill

Now you're bleeding.