You tell me I'm weak,
Shrink me down,
Like a solider order me away,
As my tears pool puddles in concrete that sunny day.
Apologize all you want,
Can never forget the onslaught of words that slam against me like a fist, and pierce through my skin.
Can never forget as you held me against the drywall of that cheap apartment.
Can never forget waking up in the lone car, darkness my companion.
Can never forget in every way you wronged me.
Pain, a needle through the thread as it drags in age with me.
Whatever you tell me,
Whatever you've done to me,
Whatever you do to me,
Like a Phoenix I will burn, smolder to ashes,
Shrunken in the wake of the hurricane,
Just like Phoenix I will rise from them.
Whatever you tell me,
Whatever you've done,
Whatever you do to me.
I will be more,
Be more then what you tell me,
That I can be.
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Symptoms
PoetryPoetry. Love. Happiness. Sadness. Depression. Guilt. Regret. Struggle and Confliction. We may all be breathing, we may all have our hearts beating. But these are our vital signs. These are symptoms that prove we're alive.
