Resistance from Hope

Resistance

the key to my fall

my surrender

You resist 

the more I want

the more I try

You give me yourself

You fall for me

I go running

Commitment

Such a long treacherous word

something I have failed the one time I tried

The guys that resist 

are the ones 

that call me names

treat me like s**t

yet I keep running back

running further and further from the ones that could possible ever respect me

In a sense though

to be brutally honest

guys are out for one thing

your body

all of it

they don’t give a s**t 

how fucked up your life is

or 

how fucked up they are about to make it

they just want your body in the moment

they are run by something other than 

their heart 

their soul

their mind

Since I was young

I picked the guys that humiliated me

called me names

sent me crying 

running right back into their arms

you may think its something you outgrow

but

not when EVERY guy is like that

does not treat me with what I guess women are supposed to be treated with

I’m great at telling others that he does not respect them, they can do better, but yet when the mirror swivels and lands upon my feature I turn my head not wanting to deal with the cycle that I have so graciously dove into and kept spinning round and round on...

Reviews

[Seshat Nidaba]

the push and pull of power dynamics between the genders is a fascinating topic for a poem! Really psychological, typical and yet refreshing somehow, cliche and annoying somehow, I feel you in this one.

Grr, men.

[Daniel DeLorez]

Your writing seems to come straight from the heart, creating an emotional journey for the reader. Although your structure is not perfect, it is still quite enjoyable to read.