Acceptance

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Posted by TheUnwrittenChapter in Poetry on October 30, 2011  |  0 Comments More from this author  |

Sometimes there's an anger I just can't explain,

an overpowering feeling that has no name.

like demonic possession that I can't control,

and I wish I could stop; for the sake of my soul

why can't I quit?

some say it's a choice,

but I it chokes at my insides and stifles my voice.

If I could give you the tour

to the maze in my head,

maybe you'd help me escape a fate worse than dead.

all I wanted was acceptance 

to be tried and true.

find my happiness in me

and show my worth to you.

but instead you shoot daggers of neglect and doubt,

bullets of fuck you and figure it out,

knives of snap out of it and axes of shame

you say it's a choice, like some kind of game.

I reach for you desperate to make the pain stop,

but you keep slashing away at old wounds in my heart.

alone and confused I bleed on my knees

my humiliation to your liking, hoping to please

I just begged for your acceptance, but instead of showing me how...

you took what's left of me,

laid the gun at my feet.

and as you walked away, without any sound

I squeezed the exhausted trigger

and finally, all my sorrows were drowned