Poetry

Don’t make my words get out

Don’t make my words get out,
because I won’t tell you what you want to hear.
Don’t think you have that power
to overtake me when I’m weak
and use it for your purposes.
You won’t be able to win me over,
you won’t hear what you need –
I will not boost your ego using words,
but with silence, I will kill it.
The rope with which you hold my words
because of the fear that I’m going
to align them in front of you will cut you,
because you won’t be able to get over them.

Don’t make my words get out,
because my tolerance threshold will disappear.
I will not be the one to shower
you with words that you crave
to hear all your life.
No, for me you aren’t worthy,
but miserable in an attempt
to control all that doesn’t belong to you.
I’m forever among the things
that you didn’t have and didn’t conquer.
Being silent will not help you this time either.
You’re wasting and giving
all the strength you have
to stop me from proving my values ​​before you,
my dominance as I stand in front of you.
But that’s just a willingness
to accept the truth and
endless emotional struggle.

Don’t make my words get out,
because I won’t tell you
what you want to hear.
I am not and will not be the one
to speak about your uniqueness
if I don’t see it.
I will not tell you how strong you are
because you aren’t.
You’re weaker than that rope you tied
around my tongue hoping I’ll fall.
Pity…
Just one word is enough to tear you to pieces.
You are so small in trying to be big.

Don’t make my words get out,
because I’ll speak about you,
as… nothing.

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