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Why must I feel this way?
Like he has some kind of control over me.
The feeling of being pulled by a thread,
Knocks at my door
And asks to come in.
I run into the nearest corner hugging the walls for help.
Redemption from the sin I commit through the emotions
I feel
Caused by one guy's stupidity.
I want to run and then fly.
Farther I get from this feeling
The more secure and together I become.
I hate this feeling.
A used emotion that constantly breaks at my heart.
Tearing me down bit by boring bit
Owning and proclaiming what it believes is rightfully
theirs now.
I can't let this happen.
Not this time.
Not again.
I have to fight then run.
It will put up a big fight to barge in again.
Trying to dominate what isn't a belonging.
I now tremble in the corner seeking reassurances from
the blank walls around me.
I'm lost, confused, and ashamed....
Why?
Because he had too much control to begin with.

Author's Note

What color comes to mind when you read this poem? If you have any suggestions as to how I can improve this writing, feel free to voice them to you.
Thank you for your time.

Reviews

[Veronica]

thank you sugar.

[sugar]

theres nothing to improve it was a great i can relate to it very well and im sure others can two