Turning the other cheek
I am my own worst enemyAnd I keep tuning the other cheek
I provide him the ammo to shoot me through
After insult and injury I forgive and take the noose
Right when I think I hate him
I find myself serving his every need
My spirits the door met when I welcome him in
He makes himself at home and I clean up after him
Yeah this is an abusive relationship
It would be nice to get out
But I have found it rather difficult
Since in me he is kinda trapped
I continue loving my enemy
Not with words but with deeds
I bless him even after he curses me time and again
I am so quick to forget how he keeps doing me in
Yeah this is an abusive relationship
It would be nice to get out
But the dye has joined the water
And the clear finds no way to escape
Cut out my eyes and he'll still show me his ways
Cut off my hands and his grip will continue in me
Cut out my heart and finally my spirit be able to leave
Cut off my head and my soul will finally get to breath
Yeah I hate this abusive relationship
But it will come to an end
My Saviors coming for me
To refine, redefine and to free
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