Dark Poetry #5 |
Rejected |
MorningStar Member
since 2009-10-26
Posts 290Pittsburgh, Pa |
No matter how much I wanted to object to your treatment of me the words died a silent death on my tongue After all, how does one oppose rejection? Even when I wanted to protest - to scream out in defense of myself The words were shut up in my throat dammed by pride and self preservation What else did I have? If only I could have told you, told someone - anyone I am worthy.... I am But they wouldn't escape those words that were my justification In silent agony I waited for the pain to turn to anger then the anger into hate then hate into nothing Knowing all the while that those words - the ones that dammed my throat the ones that could have salvage what had been between us could have defended me my heart my worth Those words They wouldn't have been enough anyway... If I don't say it...who will? |
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