Reflection
Who am I to you?
You don’t know me,
you don’t own me.
After all is said and done
We’re always standing
at square one.
You never listen,
only hear –
I’m tired of fighting
to bend your ear!
I’ve made my point
perfectly clear,
but you don’t get it,
you don’t even care!
You say you do,
but those words mean
nothing – hollow phrases,
rattling with worn out words
tired of being assembled,
time after,
time after,
time after,
time.
Enough is enough!
I’m tired of your chimes.
I’m tired of screaming
and shouting and fighting,
of words that are
tearing and gnawing and biting.
I’m tired of all the
anger and spite,
but I don’t know how
to fix it right.
And so we go
without respite,
tearing us down,
night after night.
When will
the screaming
stop?
When will you realize
that I’m not the one
who is always wrong,
I’m not always wrong!
But you say I am, and you
shred me to pieces;
you build up these walls
and hide all your faces.
But enough is enough –
And I’ve had enough!
I’m tired of wasting
my breath on you.
I’m tired of trying at
last to break through.
Ripples in glass –
that’s all I’m to you.
Until you see that
you’re wrong in this too,
you and I, my friend,
are through.
This sounds like a song! I could see it being one…I really liked it. Very powerful. “Fighting to bend your ear…” love that! :D
January 25, 2012 at 3:53 pm
Thank you, my Otter friend! ^_^ I suppose it does sound rather musical, eh? I never thought of that. xP
And yes, that was one of my favourite lines too. :)
January 25, 2012 at 7:33 pm
A strong poem. Grabs the reader.
Well done.
January 25, 2012 at 4:40 pm
Thank you, Thérèse! Glad it grabbed you! :)
January 25, 2012 at 7:34 pm
Very emotional, powerful and to the point! Well done, Tim!
January 25, 2012 at 5:53 pm
Thank you, Lauren! I appreciate your words. :)
January 25, 2012 at 7:34 pm
Uuuum… this isn’t the one written for me, is it? :P Because I would be officially worried.
Very striking, though. Fantastic rhythm. The Otter is right; this could be a song.
January 25, 2012 at 5:57 pm
Lol!!! Uhhh, no. :)
Thank you, though! ^_^
January 25, 2012 at 7:35 pm
you and i my friend,are done. some of the most liberating words from an ‘abused’ life….like where you are not appreciated and are always made to feel less of a person, these words open up a new world full of smiles and goodness,the only issue is we mostly take too long to say them but well,when we do….lovely piece Tim.
January 26, 2012 at 2:36 am
Thank you, Imperfectous! I’m glad you took so much out of the poem. :)
January 26, 2012 at 5:52 pm