He walks in too often
Throwing a fit
And sometimes some drama
I try to ignore him but he's too hard to forget
Making me constantly think I'm useless
He'll stare me in the face some nights
Just before giving me a fright
I wish I could fight him off
But his noose is too tight
I'm not the only one he controls
I can see him walking bold
With the hands of other folks
I'd like to give him a piece of my mind
Throw him to the curb
But he tells me I'm out of my mind
I won't let him rule me forever
Everything ends ultimately
I'll be in Heaven and he'll be doing time
I don't need him to remind me I'm alive
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Invisible Ink
PoetryMy random poetry that expresses my thoughts feelings and experiences. Many of these poems reflect some of the darker times in my life while others celebrate how blessed I have found myself to be. However quite a few of these are not about me. I have...