Sunday, October 19, 2008

Ode To

Their actions do not depict a convincing truth, their easy words fall over my tired ears. What is truth. What are these words meant to mean. Your weak attempts to keep me by your wayside fail foolishly. I'm not that easily bought.

I saw you sprinkling your selfish words over my heart last night. When you left, I shook them all off. Shook them off so you'd never get to me again, never get in my heart. I can't have you in here, crashing into walls, cutting little holes in my interior. I can't breathe. I can't survive.

I will use you. Like you used me. I'll use the material you gave me, the pain, I'll use the pain to sew my heart back up again. And this time it will be stronger. It won't tear easily. I'll put a sign on the door this time. No YOU allowed. I'll watch from my perch as you lurk outside. I'll watch you consult the dictionary, looking for new words to win me over. But you won't. Your words won't. Not this time.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

powerful much.