Blue Prints
you never know what you have,
until it's gone,
well I believed that statement for far to long
you left me here alone
this small space closing in
and heating up
like "The Pit and the Pendulum"
I am captured by my enemy
and my end will not be abrupt
for you decided to keep me close
and watch my every move
you liked it when I screamed
and begged for mercy
and all these memories
my life has cursed me
it's your face
that haunts me the most
How I never seen it in your gaze
or how you pace
did you even care that you caused me pain
how your little child was driven insane
that I was tortured and hated
I would have rather been suffocated
then be by you, a lustful man
was this all part of my undoing
all part of your plan?
Copyright © Nichole Anderson | Year Posted 2011
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