Metamorphosis

I swore I would fight
For everything you stood for
And everything you embraced
And just for you

But here’s the thing now
I refuse to be kept in the dark
I love you, my dear
But the way you play this game isn’t fair

Tell me what’s right
Tell me what’s wrong
Is this a petty act of revenge?
Step up and tell me

You think you can smile 
And everything will be alright
And deny everything you said
But I refuse this reality

If you want me to change, so be it.
But I warn you, my love…

You won’t like who I become.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Culverhouse Avatar
January 23, 2012 at 7:34 PM
welcome to poetry soup my friend....if you have a strong stomach....stop by my poetical attempts....I had one of those little white pills and an energy drink today....be warned! your poem is very emotinally charged...I feel this way most of the time....my hubby is not a talker nor fighter. It is rough on a relationship. He is lucky I don't believe in divorce.
Amadore Avatar
January 23, 2012 at 5:26 PM
An effectively posed threat indeed...this certainly throws down the gauntlet and demands an explanation...edgy and stimulating. A shot of adrenalin in words -- I liked it a lot.
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