The unending suppression
Leaves no words to be said.
The hurt that goes unmentioned
Keeps replaying in my head!
Your gusty winds of teaching,
Your too-damn persuasive legions
Warm even my deepest regions,
And kills me all the while...
Your fingers at the sides of my mouth,
Telling me to smile.
You're the doctor giving bad medicines to make me come back.
You groom me well, teach me to entice the pains, no matter how vile.
You make the walls of my heart go compact.
Dec 11, 2018
Dec 11, 2018 at 9:53 AM UTC
The unending suppression
Leaves no words to be said.
The hurt that goes unmentioned
Keeps replaying in my head!
Your gusty winds of teaching,
Your too-damn persuasive legions
Warm even my deepest regions,
And kills me all the while...
Your fingers at the sides of my mouth,
Telling me to smile.
You're the doctor giving bad medicines to make me come back.
You groom me well, teach me to entice the pains, no matter how vile.
You make the walls of my heart go compact.
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