Missiles

Bruised I am afraid to tell the truth Of what I feel It always comes back As missiles Hurled at me in anger Targeted as examples Illustrations of misbehavior Indications of future actions. Hurt I swore I'd never reveal to a man That which went on before But you coaxed it from me. So I tell you my fantasies And you see them as realities I tell you my dreams And you scold me for not making them goals You accuse me of settling When I mention minor obstacles I tell you my misadventures And you demand that I own 'em Shame You wanted to hear Of those that lingered On the path before Erotic stories I Played out for you That you used As Judgement When it suited you to hurt. Accussation of misbehavior Examples of unworthiness You hurl at me Missiles of personal discontent Truth Its mine to keep

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