| Home Just In Communities Forums Beta Readers Dictionary Search | Login Register Extras |
As my anchor, you push
me down as far as you can
Not letting me breathe
as long as I ran
Which I often, if not
always, dream of doing
If anything, you are
just intruding
On my life, you set out
to ruin
Unto my weakness, you
never give in
You weight me down
until I am to the bottom
Back into your arms you
beg me to come
Giving you the perfect
opportunity to criticize me more
Jumping to hurt me just
like every time before
Yet, me, still stuck
under your rusty steel of a tool
Asking myself how I
could possibly be such a fool
To actually think you
could change
But it was me that got
caught in your maze
But when I start to
swim to the top of the water
And see the glare of
the sun’s color
When I’ve found
something of worth, something better
You tease me but tug on
the chain right after
Acting as though I’m
your machine to fine tune
I’m going to drown
soon