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Oct 2015
I have drug my feet my whole life
Everybody seems to step right on my heel
Don't blame me if I can't feel
They set me up from the start
So I guess I'll just blow the scene apart

You can kick me when I'm down but wont ever seem me frown
No I have been made to keep stronger then that
You can not make me your door mat
I've been the victim for too long
So I went and wrote this song
To release the product of my rage
I'll bleed it out on every page **

I've got yours as you slide the knife into my back
The things that they say the ways that they sway
Towering over them all I could feel as I started to fall
To the ground I rest just a moment maybe two
But I have to get up there are things yet to do

I let loose within the crowd
Grit my teeth through the loud
Watch as they pull the wool right over my eyes
Because you think I just don't realize

I can see so much deeper then your face
Behind your lies I see nothing more then a disgrace
  I sensed it since the moment you walked in
Stuck sickened waiting for your ******* to beguine
I can see everything that you are doing to me
Is this really what you want
I've given you the knife so you might as well slit my throat
Yeah you cut me right ear to ear
Then you run off taking my last beer

With all jokes aside
I'm sick and tired of this land slide
The avalanche of all your hate
You where never the ones assigned to delegate

I've got yours as you slide the knife into my back
The things that they say the ways that they sway
Towering over them all I could feel as I started to fall
To the ground I rest just a moment maybe two
But I have to get up there are things yet to do

For so long I struggled and wondered why
You always seem to be beating me with this stick
******, broken down, bruised, and sick
It's like there is surly a target painted on upon my back
Just waiting for the next surprise attack

Every time That we may cross
I'll offer to shake your hand and move on
But maybe the moment is gone
You are always cutting me down
To bring me back down to size
That makes you no sort of prize

I've got yours as you slide the knife into my back
The things that they say the ways that they sway
Towering over them all I could feel as I started to fall
To the ground I rest just a moment maybe two
But I have to get up there are things yet to do

You can dig the hole if you want
I can see where you wish for me to lie
For so long I just lived and tried to deny
You tried to play it all off just a joke
A lye that almost made me ******* choke
Because your actions so much louder then a word
I'm sick of all these deceptions that I've heard

I've drug my feet all my life
So go ahead kick me in the heels if you'd like
But don't go wondering how you wound up here
No need for fear you should have expected my spike

I'll lay the bodies upon the floor
Spread gasoline from the door
I can't believe you did this to me
So angry I'm too blind to even see
Written by
Steven Osborne
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