Rage Turned Inwards
Depression is simply rage turned inwards.
No conflict is the equivalent to no joy,
Now I find myself dancing backwards.
We no longer have any sort of goal to reach towards,
I cannot allow myself to keep acting coy,
Depression is simply rage turned inwards.
I wish there was some way we could move forwards,
All of this time, I thought you were my perfect boy,
Now I find myself dancing backwards.
I wish that I could express outwards,
I am finding that all I am is your toy,
Depression is simply rage turned inwards.
Your neglect tramples my heart like herds,
Perhaps you discovered that I am no Helen of Troy,
Now I find myself dancing backwards.
This hurt, this angst, is too deep for words,
I long for a gift from you of alloy,
Now I find myself dancing backwards.
Depression is simply rage turned inwards.
Untitled Film Still #21 by Cindy Sherman
Walking the streets of Paris, I owned the world.
My memory is as black and white as her eyes.
Short hair and mod eyeliner, she’s her own girl.
My childhood felt long, but is gone in a whirl.
Climbing the Eifel Tower made us feel so wise.
Walking the streets of Paris, I owned the world.
Under her hat, her hair and lashes are curled.
Her gaze says she’s detected lies,
Short hair and mod eyeliner, she’s her own girl.
In French winds, we saw the flag uncurl.
On vacation, we saw our parents’ marriage demise.
Walking the streets of Paris, I owned the world.
In front of the camera, they ask her to twirl.
Concrete buildings behind her shelter the spies.
Short hair and mod eyeliner, she’s her own girl.
Crossing the Atlantic helped my future unfurl.
Her desire to choose her next move, we can surmise
Walking the streets of Paris, I owned the world.
Short hair and mod eyeliner, she’s her own girl.
What I Really Meant to Say
This is what I really meant to say.
When I spoke aloud without any tact,
You have shown me love in every way.
When it was time for me to go away,
And every last thing was already packed,
This is what I really meant to say.
Even when my appreciation seemed to decay,
And sensitivity I especially lacked,
You have shown me love in every way.
No matter what, come what future may,
None of this is fiction; it is only fact,
This is what I really meant to say.
No need to keep any emotions at bay,
My every goal, you have always backed,
You have shown me love in every way.
With you, forever, I long to stay,
You see through my every little act,
This is what I really meant to say.
You have shown me love in every way. \
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