You've never seen what you do to me
Don't see how you could
Never heard my plea
You cannot taste the poison you speak
Yet I taste it well
Pushed me to be meek
Your cauldron of hate starts to bubble
Spills over the edge
Drown me in trouble
Your need to be on top will kill us
But you won't listen
With you, can't discuss
Chased me away to stay compliant
I'll find my way back
I'll be defiant
I won't die from choking on venom
No matter your strength
Won't make me benumb
My words will be the ghost that haunts you
Tainted with my soul
Swear it to be true
My essence is filled with poetry
Fluid like a stream
It will always be
You may shatter my physical form
But you won't break me
I'll never conform
Meant to be the apple of your eye
That's what daughters are
Yet you make me cry
Blinded by your need of perfection
You only bleed hate
No drop of affection
I would lose you before I lose me
Easy choice to make
I'll always be free
I dare you to bite the poison fruit
Taste what I've been through
And live life on mute
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A Random Collection of Poems
PoetryIn this collection of poetry, you'll find poetry about love, mental health, and existential questions. Who would be the last person you'd speak to? If you had a choice, would you rather drown or burn? How do people with mental struggles cope unheal...
