Bruised ego

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I didn't mean to bruise your ego
But please let go of my wrist your holding too tight
I promise I'll let it go
Just let this go for tonight

I kinda want to take this slow
But please don't hit me out of spite
Sometimes it seems you could knock me over with a single blow
Just please don't knock me out tonight

I know you didnt ask for my opinion
Trust me that was kinda a given
But your rope like hands tightening around my throat are pulling the light from my eyes

I promise ill stop fighting
Just please let me go home alive
The look in your eyes tells me you must see the begging in mine

I love you
So please tell me why that seems like a crime
Its punishment after punishment
You never hesitate to serve up

I collect hits and blows like seashells
My body a museum of the crimes i have committed

You know i used to think it was me.
I used to believe him when he told me i wasnt enough
But ive torn through the ropes and chains holding me down

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 29, 2019 ⏰

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