“Gift”

who would have thought
that which you
curse me with
who would have thought
that you
stifling my every word
silencing me
speaking for me
who would have thought
that all along
you were giving me
you were teaching me
my greatest gift
my greatest lesson
and though
i’ve lost my way a few times
i realised
that the silence
you condemn me with
is the greatest power
at my arsenal
at my disposal
there are
lots of things
i want to say,
i could say
given the chance
but i’ve decided
not to
i will just sit back
like the quiet child
you think i am
you can talk
as much as you like
because
i am not in competition
with you anymore
you can say your precious words
if that’s what you want
you can decide
decipher
assume
all you like
because you will never know
you can try
to provoke a reaction
to worm your way in
so arrogant
to assume that
you think
you can speak the truth of another
you can speak the truth for another
i will just smile
because you will never know
you can be caught up
in your illusion
in your delusion
you can point fingers
you can tell your version of events
but all i will do
is look at the one
who points the fingers
i lusted for revenge
to get even
to speak uninterrupted
to let you know
to expose you
but you can expose yourself
maybe i knew
all along
that to speak
that to talk
that to idle chit-chat
is to give away
your power
and my power
is not your’s for the taking
without further ado
i bid you adieu
i wish nothing more
than the best for you
i wish
that you get all of the good things
that one can get in this life
but
the only thing you will never have
are my words
my songs
my power
my truth
my attention
my thoughts
my energy
my soul
you can keep all the ugly rotten ones
that you’ve already got.

• This reply was modified 7 years, 1 month ago by Joe.