Throw your hurt at me,
Your insults too,
I’m a melting pot of sorts,
My stew, my brew,
Is velvet love,
That I serve back to you.
-W.E
I’ll be the dart board,
The punching bag,
The batted ball,
The hole in the wall.
I’ll be the kicked down door,
The swatted fly,
The red light
I won’t put up a fight
I’ll be the smashed plates
The smashed mirror
I’ll be the unfocussed zoom
I’m the elephant in the room
Whatever, whenever, you choose
I won’t retaliate back at you.
-W.E.