All But My Soul
I was in the corner fallen onto my beaten knees
I'm trying but I don't know if I can do it, I'm losing it
I'm starting to slip, I have lost my sturdy grip
I flip and I flop, you look at me and I suddenly feel bare
how unfair for you to stare
My hands are dirty and I start to worry, I'm lost in this place
please don't let it take me far away
I want to go to a secret place where it is safe and quite
where nobody can judge me, see me
I know in this place I will be safe, my knees will be clean and I will feel serene
I will not stand again for any man for they will not know where I hide
trying only to earn back my pride they wont be able to take me and make
me dirty
never again will I sit for you no longer do I fit with you
I closed you up and I went away
to this place nobody knows
it's quite and now my bloody knees are forever clean
lost forever, my soul has now taken me away to better days
I'll forever be, and I'd like to stay in this place
Copyright © Marcie Keene | Year Posted 2009
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