Push Me Aside
Maybe I'm a talker
Mostly just let words leak from me
Doesn't mean I don't watch
I know what other people see
It's easy for me to settle my will
I'm used to caving in
I let you blow heat
That's kinda my thing
The trouble is I suppress me
I can't pretend I don't bleed
Inwardly I'm gushing liquid astonishment
I look like a shadow of humanity
My mask is handcrafted
I have years of bruises
Brush stroked meticulously
Always painted perfectly
Step on me
I'll hold your weight
Until you walk over me
Then it's you that will have to wait
Do you feel replaceable
Tread water but know you’re sinking
Swallow salt like it’ll cure you’re heartache
Know that your sanity is slowly dwindling
I wear angel wings
But my feathers are stained with blood
I hold my head up to breath
Except my heart’s been trampled in mud
Copyright © Madeleine Loggia | Year Posted 2017
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