Because you can.
Because something happens to you.
You feel powerful. Immortal.
It's a gun you hold to someone's head.
With a solid clench of someone's heart.
Maybe you never realize.
You could have killed me, long ago.
And left your grand plans for nothing.
I try not to listen to you,
my hand straying to your cheek.
My beaten hand.
Your words don't matter.
I imagine they're something else
that I see in your voice.
I imagine that gun is fear.
And your clench isn't really here.
In your eyes is nothing.
That mercy you show me
is temporary
and irrelevant, to me.
You keep me alive, beaten.
Because you can
Because something happens to you
You feel powerful
Holy Fuck.. this is powerful, the imagery pulls you in and caresses your mind with smooth wording. Its not so much as the story you made it out to be as a web of beautifully woven metaphors.. its one of your top ten.
ReplyDeletelike Ryan said it, this is POWERFUL! even though you don´t hold a gun to my head :D reallyreallyreallyreallyreally good, twin sis ;) (just to quote what you said to me in your comment ;)<3
ReplyDeleteAwww :) Thanks both o ya ;) The gun is just symbolic ;)
ReplyDeleteYour comments make me happy =)
so then our comments have the same effect as your comments have to me ;)
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