If you stop to
wonder
what it is that
makes him tick,
what is that makes
him chuckle
when the world is
fast asleep...
You’ll wonder why
you’re not surprised,
yet you’ll wonder
why you stayed,
with his conniving
entity
in the shadows of
his cave
Longing,
forgetting, deny yourself
the peace of mind,
to escape his kind.
When the time
approaches,
when it’s time to
make your move:
Hold your ground!
Don’t look back!
If you stop to
doubt his lies
might you improve
your fate?
Might you even
make a break for it,
and reinvent your
days?
As each tantrum
shakes you,
and you quiver in
the wake
of his cursed
accusations
that seek to
dominate…
Longing,
forgetting, deny yourself
the peace of mind,
to escape his kind.
When the time
approaches,
when it’s time to
make your move:
Hold your ground!
Don’t look back!
Now that you’ve
progressed and
found a new life
without him,
you still feel
your ghost limb
aching, as if upon
a whim.
Just remember the
illusion of
the life you
thought you had,
almost broke you,
nearly knocked
you down- but you
have carried on…
Longing,
forgetting, deny yourself
the peace of mind,
to escape his kind.
When the time
approaches,
when it’s time to
make your move:
Hold your ground!
Don’t look back!
August 2014
Jennifer Burnside
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