13. (Pleads From the Self)
I’ve hidden in the shadows enough
Your errands bore my zealous soul
I’ve waited in your dungeon forever
Let my light shine through your eyes
I’ve longed for recognition and gratitude
But you push me deep; away from the surface
I cannot bare the neglect and the disdain
They chide at me with insolence
You lose me in the heart of another
Then mourn me when the other is gone
You sacrifice me in the name of “love”
But search for me when the passion is done
I harbor no ill-will to you but my request is pretty clear
Get to know me better now or my presence will cease to be here
I’ve hidden in the shadows enough
Your errands bore my zealous soul
I’ve waited in your dungeon forever
Let my light shine through your eyes
I’ve longed for recognition and gratitude
But you push me deep; away from the surface
I cannot bare the neglect and the disdain
They chide at me with insolence
You lose me in the heart of another
Then mourn me when the other is gone
You sacrifice me in the name of “love”
But search for me when the passion is done
I harbor no ill-will to you but my request is pretty clear
Get to know me better now or my presence will cease to be here
14.
He hits me with a left hook
Then leaves me bleeding
His words the brunt of the left hook
My face so lost; unclear
I ask for clarification
But am only met with stares so blank
I ask “what exactly do you mean by that?”
But still the air is vacant
I can’t approve of your methods sir
Your opinions are strong and misguided
You dictate them with passion and earnest
But explain them not when challenged.
Did he mute you? Did he request you to keep your yap trap shut?
I think that’s the best you can do, when the only one who cares what you have to say is you!
He hits me with a left hook
Then leaves me bleeding
His words the brunt of the left hook
My face so lost; unclear
I ask for clarification
But am only met with stares so blank
I ask “what exactly do you mean by that?”
But still the air is vacant
I can’t approve of your methods sir
Your opinions are strong and misguided
You dictate them with passion and earnest
But explain them not when challenged.
Did he mute you? Did he request you to keep your yap trap shut?
I think that’s the best you can do, when the only one who cares what you have to say is you!
The air around me is thin
In the room we occupy together
Though the space between us is dense
Saturated with things left un settled.
I smile and pretend things will be okay
But the fear is still there
The fear equaling unknown information
The ignorance is the space between us and you know it
Just tell me what it is
Tell me why it is
Feed me the truth so I can sleep at night; enjoy my life;
Give my heart entirely where it needs to be; longs to be
You know there is a pea in this mattress we build together …yet you ignore it
You ignore it because it give you power…power over me.
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