Dark Muse
01-12-2010, 11:32 PM
Upon The Throne I Built
Perhaps it is something I said,
I may be to blame after all,
not that I am one to complain,
I replay the words in my mind
as they traveled
through the lines
and it gave him a free pass
I should think.
I told him there was never any fear;
I was indestructible
who am I to be injured
by fickle lovers?
I lift a casual eye
and brush it aside,
what time should I waste
in tears over the wretches
so soon to be forgotten
unworthy of further contemplation.
Is it wrong
to be steadfast
to refuse to be the damsel in distress
I prefer to save myself
who else can be trusted with the task
when competence is often so failing.
But they believe
they can take advantage
of my strength
and use it as their excuse to seek out
some more meager prey
I scoff from the frozen towers
upon which I have enthroned myself.
It is an art one acquires over time
to remain standing unshattered
in the face of all events
to disallow
myself to fall apart
just because one chooses
no longer to love.
I do not regret
nor will I plead
and beg upon my knees
I will not linger beneath the sheets
and cry in my dreams,
I will stand where I always stood
casting down my eyes
and smile while I wave good-bye
and like the ashes
of cigarettes
you are flicked aside.
Perhaps it is something I said,
I may be to blame after all,
not that I am one to complain,
I replay the words in my mind
as they traveled
through the lines
and it gave him a free pass
I should think.
I told him there was never any fear;
I was indestructible
who am I to be injured
by fickle lovers?
I lift a casual eye
and brush it aside,
what time should I waste
in tears over the wretches
so soon to be forgotten
unworthy of further contemplation.
Is it wrong
to be steadfast
to refuse to be the damsel in distress
I prefer to save myself
who else can be trusted with the task
when competence is often so failing.
But they believe
they can take advantage
of my strength
and use it as their excuse to seek out
some more meager prey
I scoff from the frozen towers
upon which I have enthroned myself.
It is an art one acquires over time
to remain standing unshattered
in the face of all events
to disallow
myself to fall apart
just because one chooses
no longer to love.
I do not regret
nor will I plead
and beg upon my knees
I will not linger beneath the sheets
and cry in my dreams,
I will stand where I always stood
casting down my eyes
and smile while I wave good-bye
and like the ashes
of cigarettes
you are flicked aside.