Mental rehab

by Jacquie   Feb 27, 2009


Lord knows my eyes are filled with tears
hat are beggin to be cried
but I will not quiver, will not blink
or show the fear inside my eyes

My lips, they scream a thousand words
To knock you off your feet
But I cannot kill what I do not know
You aren't who you used to be

Your fists have become familiar friends
The oly thing I know
You used to use those arms to hold me
It seems so long ago

You smile forcasts clear blue skies
But your needle ques a storm
And I've held by string, to promises made
To never do me harm

But now it's time to let you go
Let go of all your sorrows
Allow past feelings to escape me
And hold on to tomorrow

I'll tell myself to be my bravest
and never to cave in
I cherish every breath I take
This has to be the end

The end of every screaming match
or threat against my life
The end of all-consuming fear
The end of every fight

At last, I have the final word
I took your final hit
Kicked a habit that held so strong
I never thought I'd quit

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