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Anchor It is like an anchor, My past... Chained around my ankle, Dragging me down. I try to forget Really, I do But it is always there. Why can I not free myself? Too tightly bound Tied and gagged I fight I fail The chain tightens The anchor drags me down I want to forget Truly I do Those awful words I still hear them As clearly as when They first were said Sneering, To my face I remember I remember too well "Nobody will ever" "Ever want you" Words that wounded Like the keenest blade. Still scarred, Here I sit wondering "Am I good enough?" Doubt harnesses my thoughts And directs them To where your words directed me Nowhere. I want to forget Truly I do. |