my words gone unsaid
To the little boy in a grown man's body:
no
stop
i don't want you there
your hands in my hair
they're cold and unwelcome
my soul has a tear
caress my cheek with ice on your thumb
breaks my heart
makes me go numb
no
stop
these words gone unsaid
they're forc'd back into me
your tongue in my head
his hand on my throat
i'm starting to choke
my veins fill with lead
i wish i were dead
no
stop
i wasn't yours to take--
oh but now how my insides do ache
my words went unsiad
power was full in your head
no
stop
but when i muster the courage
to mention that curs'd bed
NOW you remember my words gone unsaid
to use them against me
make me small like a pin-head
no
stop
and so it will be
for every person called "she"
victim status--a question
chalk it up to your pent up aggression
Love,
your victimless crime