I like counting.
At first it was simply just numbers,
But as I grew older,
The topics I was counting became colder.
Carefully calculating how many calories I could consume,
Insisting I wasn’t hungry while my stomach yearned for food.
I’d rather starve.
I can’t eat.
Save me.
I like running.
I like the open air, the false sense of freedom,
He doesn’t let me out of the house much.
Trapped in an ornate cage,
I’m his play bunny, his cellmate.
And so I stay.
I can’t leave.
Save me.
I liked parties.
Getting drunk with my friends,
Praying those nights would never end,
And I’d walk home holding his hand.
Now, it’s only him who can leave,
Deserting me in the process,
Only coming back when he wants my body.
I miss the taste of liquor.
I can’t do it anymore.
Save me.
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Daisie-Lyn Fuller (
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This is a great poem! The repetition of the words "Save me" really help further the sense of desperation. The sense of being trapped and not being able to do what you want is an uncomfortable topic which really helps the poem. Stoatin' wirk!
Thankyou so much! I wrote it from the perspective of someone trapped and I'm really glad that message shone through for you!
(please forgive my overzealous words below
try to imagine i meant well)
control is a strange concept to contemplate
we assume, love as having correlation
with us sacrificing
what control we have in our life
it doesn't, it can never
if you find your love
is being manipulated as a tool of subjugation
you need only realise
'IT's NOT YOUR FAULT!'
you did not Fail, in any way
neither did you fail yourself or your partner!
you chose, to Trust
and that's commendable and brave
and that partner, 'chose' to abuse
that trust and warp your loyalty;
dear Poet kin
you do not need saving
you need only forgive yourself
remind yourself, you're only
just another fallible human
perfection is not something any of us
can attain!
so, please
find your resolve
look deep in that mirror reflection
and remind yourself
of that power you once, wielded
in your life
dig deep, excavate it
from that cave you tried to hide within
allow yourself, a little levity
laugh at the absurdity
of anyone making you feel
like you're helpless, when within
you wield enough power
to shatter a heart
in but an indifferent, blink...
then gather your strength
make your choice
and once more walk that path
where only, You
get to control
your perspective of life!
stay strong,
I wish you all the best
I'm glad you read my poem, however it is more a metaphorical adorned cage full of mental health problems rather than an abusive relationship, thank you so much for reading!
forgive me, I tend to get carried away
and read people's art, too literally..
thanks for sharing
Starkly honest and inspires an almost visceral enjoined participation even though my immersion was only thirty seconds. That , my friend, is strong success of message.
Thankyou! I'm really glad you enjoyed the poem, however dark or cynical the message is, I'm really enjoying writing this poem
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