A poem about perception from the abused to the abuser. |
-Hold My Eyes- by Keaton Foster Hold my eyes Tell no lies See what I see Know what I know Be quite certain Judge me not Never again Set me free From the weight Of your schemes Punish me no more Never again make me Your unwilling whore I did what I did Only because I had to You have done All that you have done Because you wanted to You said my sin was birth You told me That I was a mistake Not meant to be Simutainiousely You created a need A sickening desire That could only be met By me and my youth Hold my eyes See the world as I have As you have shown it to me Punish yourself Through me and my ability To see with great clarity I know what you Like many human beings Are truly capable of I have seen the horrors And I don’t need eyes To have a clear view Perception appears as God Is such a Godless universe Hold my eyes Give them back Only when you have seen All that you need to see In order for you to know For you to understand And then set me free From my prison of perception And the reality of such contradiction Perpetrated by you and your kind… Hold My Eyes Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2012. |