Your words lashed out
Like a lion,
Hunting for your prey
An easy surrender,
An easy place to cut,
You saw me there
And decided to jump.
I backed into a corner,
Thinking if only I  
Became small enough
Your words might miss.
If only I curled tight enough
Maybe I would disappear.

Persistent. 

You kept attacking
Your words beat me down
No longer could I curl up.
And where could I run?
The only thing I knew
To do
Was to pray
That I would die
Or disappear. 
I mean, maybe you made a mistake
And maybe you couldn’t hear
The cries
The pleas -  
Nor my desire to run.

 I mean, Has anyone ever said
“The benefit of doubt
Goes a long way
When someone refuses
To see exactly what their words have done”? 

Well, they should have.

Cuz it’s been a long time coming
But, tonight as I curled up
And you started your little game
Reality showed up
And whispered in my ear.
I’m just your prey of choice
The one you find when you want
To cut
To tease
To taunt.
What you called respect
Was nothing more than
Deceit’s smile upon your face.
Tonight reality jumped in
And spoke truth to my ears.  
You heard each cry
And chose not to stop
Why?
Because you didn’t care
Or dare
To see that girl hiding in the corner
Hurt
Alone,
And scared. 

Well, at least I see it.  Now.

And it’s Funny – the things that make us strong.
So excuse me while I stand up
And boldly walk away
From this corner,
My most recent home.
It’s time to depart.
Leaving you
And your words all alone
To echo in emptiness
Until silence overcomes.
Cuz it’s only then that you’ll see
All that your words have done.

 *So this is a little different from most poetry I write, but I like it…spoken.  I hope you like it too. 
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