Not My Choice

by Bilal anaim

A meager existence is spent
on her bed
Temporary insanity
is what can be said

Doubting the limits
of thoughts expressed by words
She notes his expression
and questions then heard

What do you want to do
What did that you said
I know how you feel
from what I just read

I can't hear a heart beat
when your heart won't talk
Tell me love as no one else
all feeling you feel

Tell me dreams and hopes
and pains allow me in
I want to go beyond
the boundaries I see

I long to be held in arms
that care as always I did
The tears I cry flow from a child
who cried not before

For as a child I stopped the flow
and pains I ignored
Stuff and hold in, or burst with
rage not aware of neglect

My tears not heard by ears
not there to teach me
The words to speak
to express myself unto myself within

I chose to choose
though not my choice
I chose callousness

Dead skin surrounds
deep through out me
Through this man that's known
Not that they were his