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I would, If I could....

Posted to Poetry

I've been sucked into an exhaust manifold
Of a v-8 at full throttle
Who won't let things lie
Won't kiss the past goodbye
Instead he trails me like a demon
There is no safe haven
Until I stand and deliver
A taste of his medicine
I was willing to brandish all my weapons
Expose my veins and show him
That instead of keeping me in his clutches
I wriggled out and became freed
Of the chains which once bound him to me
I made peace, he made strikes
and now...he continues killing
Not listening to anything
Unable to truely love, even a child
Whose eyes have yet seen the brutality of the world
Make him stop striking, and I will give up the fight
Until then, he continues raping our lives
That has to register somewhere inside you....