“Will you crush my spirit someday?” It was almost a joke When the fear was shared.
Now Lying in bed Day shifting to night Unable to rise Defeated
The truth I let you become The hand That felled me
I destroyed all the poems because you hated my inner world. I could not destroy the world though, you know I was created by God and only God can undo me. I am weeping, sleeping, trying to hide..... I flee to that world that hurt you so much. I don’t know if there will be more if ever you wander back here.