I have always feared power
in others
and myself
how they could hurt me
what I might do
so here and now
she owns my heart
and I own some truths
already this power of hers
hurts so much
but it’s not so bad
because she loves me
this pain is my fault
two years in the making
belated and concentrated
my true panic
is my power
over them
little secrets
that could make or break
all that they have
in all its beauty
this is unacceptable
I can’t have this power
when I want her
I can’t be allowed to tip the balance
to destroy something beautiful
I adore them both
I would rather suffer forever
than save myself at their expense
but...
What if I make a mistake?
Something so small shouldn’t matter so
it’s not fair!
Life’s not fair...
Sometimes I really hate it
Author notes
More to say, always more to say, too many emotions to articulate, so much within, stumbling out...
Note: It's so odd how I make typos that are actual words that sound almost similar--"and" instead of "at"...Who else does that?!
I don't care what you think. I know it needs editing. It's pain, not poetry. It's to take the edge off, not impact the world. Fuck the world. Fuck everything.
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Power's a bitch. Just like life.
I've noticed you like using the lines "but it’s not so bad
because she loves me." I like it.
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Yes. See my fears about being like James? Ick!
XD That's good. It's true for right now. And it sucks a lot XD <3
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Hear, hear. You know what they say, life is unfair and a bitch.
I liked the title and what you said in the poem about power. I think a lot of the time we all may feel as though we can't find that power within us to stand up for ourselves, but if we don't stand up for ourselves, we may also end up feeling miserable about that. Thanks for sharing and keep that pen flowing.
Haley Mary
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Indeed.
Thank you.
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