I Refuse

No matter the masks you wear for me
it’s all the same old pain
and the salve you bear is burning my soul
as you sing that old refrain
What is the use to have you now?
Knowing that you only use?
Should I let you in to release my sin?
I refuse
Keep your distance, foolish child
I might strike as soon as kiss
There is no name for what was done
that left me here like this
And drowning in your narrow world
you can’t see what I would lose
to drown myself in love of you
I refuse


© W.R.R. 12/10/2003

About W.R.R.

Bipolar & survivor of incest/child sex abuse and adult male rape; bisexual, polyamorist, poet/writer/advocate & married father of four. View all posts by W.R.R.

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