Monday, 14 September 2009

So many ways to being; yet so many ways to lose it all

You’ll push me
and you’ll pull me,
You’ll mould me
like I’m plasticine,

You’ll hit me
lacerate me,
And I’ll fall
right to the ground,

You’ll shout
and I won’t listen,
But it hurts me
all the same,

You’ll threaten
I’ll ignore you,
I won’t try
to play your game,

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Envoi

And so I’m looking
for new beginnings,
to rid me of the pain,

I’m looking
for the answer,
I’d kill to live again,

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