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How do you feel
When I kneel
At your beck and call
You have it all
Your more of a man
I can't stand you
You'll take my hand
And split it into two
I would never dream
Looking into your eye
The things I would scream
The pain that makes me cry
I would always say
You are my only man
Until this very day
Not knowing where I stand
My eyes start to swell
I think I'm going bald
I'm trying to yell
My apologies I have called
Please don't raise your fist
I try to make it stop
But you didn't miss
To the floor I have dropped
When will this be done
When can I begin to live my life
Should I stay or run
Run and grab this knife
Now that you're in the corner
I have all the power
This is your warning
I am no longer a coward
Surprised to see you crumble
To see you back down
Life was such a struggle
With you always around
I can hold my head up high
As I stand up tall
I feel like I'm going to cry
But yet I gave it my all
Copyright © Jamie Rua | Year Posted 2012
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