Shut Out
I try to listen to your words,
find the meaning in your ruse,
I speak in poetry, you speak in riddles,
leaving me without a single clue.
Your anger strikes against me,
your words a fist against my flesh,
and I am somehow still standing,
a question mark imprinted on my chest.
Your anger rises quickly,
I don't listen to what you say,
truthfully I don't understand,
you scream for me to go away.
I am holding my heart out darling,
you push me behind your walls,
now I'm staring at the steel,
wondering how to make them fall.
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