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The Living Dead

You whip me with your words
While your fear holds me in chains
Drowning in your life
is the neverending pain
I can't escape your love
its the kind that makes me bleed
You break me down,
then build me up
but never to set me free
Always controlling and cajoling
undermining and witholding
Demanding pure perfection
for a withered carrot of affection
I am starving here...
and yet I'm overfed.
I've become the target for your blame
Throttled with judgments
and pierced with spears of endless shame
I try to break free but you're in my way
You don't want me to leave,
you want me tamed!
Locked in a box where you can choose
a miserable life for me
that that's just like you!
Filled with all the loss and bitter regret
the loveless life
of the living dead

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sofisticat
Jul. 1st, 2013 09:39 pm (UTC)
I always enjoy your poetry.
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