The Breaking Of You Poem by Kevin Carney

They try to break you…
It’s a game they play.
They feed you the pills…
They say it will calm you down.
Have another before the first one wears off…

It’s a hell of time…
Those late nights, just to get away.
They poke and prod you…
They want to change your psyche, get you under control.
You just won’t play their game.

They can’t believe the balls you have.
You tell them like it is…
I don’t know if you’re that stubborn.
Or really that’s what you believe.
Either way you’re not going to win…

I don’t want to see you chained.
I don’t want to see you torn apart…
I don’t want to see you cut limb from limb.
Dissecting who you really are…
Leaving the person I know so empty.

It’s a battle that’s stacked against you.
They want you to be who you cannot be…
It’s only the mould of what they want you to be.
To take away your individuality…
I’m afraid you’ll just wither away.