Shut Up Poem by CHARMAINE SIMPSON

No...you shut your mouth you poor little self indulgent victim.
I hate being spoken to in this aggressive manner.
Inside my emotions knot together very tight, leaving me to feel scared, inferior, out of my depth and submissive.
So the child inside shrinks and hides away in my safe place.
I am now able to project the anger and rage I hold.
Words of retaliation and defense, I throw at you.
You keep attacking as your voice over powers mine without an ounce of effort on your behalf.
When will this end?
Who will switch this bad energy off?
I see it bouncing frantically from wall to wall, ceiling to floor.
I see it circling, building from the anger that is now caught in the centre, spiraling.
I want to stop.
Please stop.
I give up, and surrender my love.
Retreating in sadness for what I feel for you in my heart does not
belong trapped within this brewing black storm.

Saturday August 11th 2007