I'll wait, whisper and wait.
Whisper in your ear, please
tell me all the things you want me to hear.
Glued to my seat, superglue, my feet,
won't move.
What have you done?
Please remove me, from these shackles;
from these chains.
All I've ever wanted, is you out of my brain!
How am I to obtain, that hidden goal,
without your reins.
Reign of terror, running through my veins.
What constitutes fear? and what about pain?
All the pain you've left me in.
Did you think of the consequences?
And look what remains.
Nothing, nothing, I'm ashamed.
© 2013 Christina Jackson