I Deserve It

The devils of anger

sit high on their thrones

throwing their gavels

and breaking my bones

I revert to the place

where to me it began

Running and sinking

my feet in the sand

The same face takes on

so many forms

I seek peace

in the wake of the storms

This shadow of hate

follows closely behind

Hiding stealth then quickly

raping what's mine

I gather the pieces

to return to my chest

Perhaps you are right

I deserve nothing less.




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ABOUT THE POET ~
I am a disabled mother of two beautiful boys. I spend my extra time learning many different forms of art and appreciate every medium the world has to offer. One of the many ways I choose to express my creativity is through writing.


Last updated October 12, 2011