I hurt right back
I hurt
So I hurt right back
I can’t even remember
If I thought about it
If I wanted it
If I meant it
It hurt
So I hurt right back
I started thinking
I started wanting
I started meaning
And I got better
I knew just what to say
I knew just when to say it
I hurt
So I hurt right back
It became my drug
I waited for it
I looked for it
I knew it would come
I needed the rush
I needed the high
I hurt
So I hurt right back
Sharp words
Biting retort
Stinging expressions
It felt so natural
Nothing like
A learned response
I hurt
So I hurt right back
I didn’t know
What it did inside
I became less
Anger became more
The raw
Was the raw within
I hurt
So ..
It stopped
I looked at it
Eye to eye
I was scared
It wore my face
It had my voice
It knew my words
I hurt
I left it there
Railing in the wind
Hurling its venom
Screaming its rage
It could not be
My part anymore
I hurt
So, I walked away
Ron Simpson, Jr.
November 5, 2008
3 comments:
WOW this is awesome. Maybe some more people in the world should read this poem.
Thank you for your reply on my blog. I agree whole heartedly Children should be cherished.
oookay??? so what is this about daddy?
Very, very powerful poem Ron.
I so enjoy reading your posts.
Peggy
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