I Was

I was,
Your shiny silver band, 
wrapped so nicely around your finger
I was, 
Your battered punching bag,
Black and blue and bloody
I was, 
The one of many you pled your love to,
As you made your way to my bed
 I was, 
The caged wolf
Wishing to escape
I was, 
What I will never be again 
I broke the band
I healed the wounds
I pushed you out 
I escaped the cage
…
You thought I was beaten 
You thought wrong
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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