
This Timid Mouse
You promised you love me,
but you don’t even care.
You are only close enough
to push me around
without accepting the effects
of a guilty rebound.
I desperately want to hate you
but I’m so hopelessly forsaken,
that I continue to forgive
as you return with the constant mask
of a confidently blameless face,
once again.
You have shut a door
to everyone I love
so that you are the only one
who remains to turn to.
Although I wish I didn’t,
I feel like I need you.
I know life would be easier
without you pushing me down,
But I am thoroughly stuck
in your slippery lies.
And my fears scream in false proof
that I can never leave you now.
The terror that suffocates
is a cycle that I cannot escape.
As you strike me again
I realize my vulnerability
will never change.
And I know it is so deranged
for a timid mouse
to seek a sanctuary
in the jaws of a snake.
And yet I cling to you more than before,
although you are the serpent
that has made me so small.
And now your threats
are a poisonous hiss behind
your intimidating cage of fangs.
And I wholly believe
The insults that spit and spray
from your merciless tongue
because this pitiful mouse
no longer knows
how to think
for itself.