Must I be strong when you are weak?
If I am not, does this justify your beatings?
It would seem that the clouds would recede.
A smile upon my face all would see.
Volatile I deny.
The antagonistic world is outside.
In a world of iniquity, you are fighting self; therefore, no anti-emotions I let possess.
I just have to take good care of self and I shall receive the victory.
Note my mind is.
Notice my body is not.
Not you nor me can love any harder.
No, I want space.
Know I want you out of my face.
Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2014
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