Wendy Bureau


Control - Poem by Wendy Bureau

A beckoning call
Your voice draws me near
Wrapped in false love
You play upon my fear

Drowning in your sea of lies
My lungs, begging for air
So naive, I succumb
Victim of your despair

Bruising my soul with touch
Grin curls your upper lip
Searing my heart with false hope
My body, weak within your grip

An unequivocal strength
Power, you can't resist
Words swallowed behind clenched teeth
Alive, yet fail to exist


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 12, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 12, 2011


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