The Drifter
You come and go as you please
Knowing it pleases me not.
Floating in, your ambiance
Makes the situation rot.
Your past orders for me
To self destruct still work
And I stand here crying for
An end to this feeling of Berzerk.
You broke me in two
No, you shattered me in triumph
So many pieces and I just
See no compliance.
You want things to go
Your way this time
Like you deserve a voice
You don’t, you stepped out of line.
You come in and take and take
Leaving nothing but scraps
What ever became of the wake
Where she was torn, you, laid back?
You seized a moment
To brazenly grapple with talent
Of keeping a family together
Laughing at the dead parent.
You drifted from them
Because you wanted life
On your terms only
Ignoring your abuse, my gripe.
Now I have past orders
From you to lash out
When you’re around
To create in them, doubt.
Never did they see this
Coming the way that it has
I would rather kiss a snake
Thank to be known as
The drifter’s family.
Copyright © Caitlin Pfeifer | Year Posted 2022
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