The Cure

[happytrails]

Go ahead and play your games
Knock me down and call me names
Take me out and shoot me
Stand and watch me bleed
But, if hearing me beg is what you want
You're not destined to succeed

I've been abused by worse than you
Been dumped on by the worst
You think you got it all goin' on
But I'll watch your bubble burst

You won't get the best of me
No matter how you try
If truth be told, I'd rather be dead
Than to let you see me cry

So back off asshole; give it up
Go pick on someone else
Or better yet; take that gun
Go out and shoot yourself.

[mnaz]

wow... powerful.

defiance. but more than that, affirmation of basic dignity in the face of it all...

[happytrails]

Thanks.

Defiance for sure.

This was written as a result of a nonevent. I was standing at a bus stop and there was a young man who was glaring at me. I felt intimidated and fearful, which made me angry; with him, but also with myself. I was very glad the bus came before this young man did any more than glare. I went home and wrote this poem. It helped me deal with the anger.

[dadio]

Yes. Strong poem. Understood. Love it.

[judih]

a lot of anger towards a chance encounter
imagination has let your power speak!

[.Lucy.]

RIGHT ON!

[happytrails]

Yes, this poem came more as a result of my anger at myself for reacting to someone who may not even have had any bad intentions. Maybe the sun was in his eyes. Maybe he was thinking of someone else altogether, and I just happened to be in his line of vision. It was all in my imagination. Poor guy. Probably didn't realize I was having evil thoughts about him.

Thanks to all of you for taking the time to read and comment.