Back Again
They won't stop
They won't quit
Dominating
Who knew a harsh whine
Could drive me over
Make the air vanish
Constrict my lungs
Leave me shaky
With tears in my eyes
I should have expected it
I should have tighted my grasp on my emotions
I shouldn't have allowed
A child's impatient whine
To shrink my worth
And throw me
Into the prison
Of my memories
Back into the abuse
That I thought I had hardened my heart
Against
A soft whine
Shouldn't have taken me back
To where I was
On square one
I should have done better
I should have been better
This poem is about:
Me