THE LENGTH OF STRENGTH

I must trust the extra strength I have found
devour its power as I stand here alone

If I’m able to walk from this hostage situation
does that mean to say
I was never worth for the taking?

As I reach an opening that may lead to a space
would I have a chance to run from this place?

Pushing me to the very brink
every drop I drink, I needed to sink
and rethink it all
what I already knew
a bitter, sweet pain
overcome, overdue.

Ready to drown, completely numb
my bags are packed, I’m ready to run

I will leave you this note
in hopes you will see
all the suffering
you have dealt to me

I will leave out your words
they have no claim to fame
just saying this now
makes me feel pain again

And that is a shame
for you once made me bleed
Stealing my blood
was your way to succeed.

Carey Milton ©