An extreme portrayal of something familiar. |
He bound and gagged me, Tied me to the chair. Then he walked away, Leaving me in hunger and pain. He ruled me. I could only eat when he let me, Drink when he offered water, Walk when he took me out of the chair Bound to his wrist when we went out. I could not speak to anyone Without his permission If I so much as smiled and waved to my best friend It was a federal crime If he wanted something from me, I had to give it to him, No matter what the price. One day, he handed me a knife and said "Here, do what you will with it." I aimed for his heart, and hit it dead-on. No blood gushed out. He didn't fall. He simply smiled his wicked smile and said "I am immortal,I am all-encompassing. You cannot wholly escape me For I can't let you out of my sight No matter how hard I may try." I thought a bit, then realized That sadly, his words were true So rather than try to kill him again I cut the ropes binding us And then I ran. Halfway 'round the world I ran On the joy of never seeing him again! Through city, farm, mountain, even ocean I neither noticed nor cared where I ran Every so often, he calls or sends an e-mail Just to keep in check, he says And I always answer,whether I want to or not For as he said, I can't escape And guess what? He calls you too. Maybe you were enslaved once Or maybe you are and you just can't see He has infinite names In every tongue For if you don't have to be bound to his will You must be God Or maybe Satan Maybe you know him as Fear Maybe Doubts or Pessimism To you, he could simply be Shyness Or perhaps you know him better as Hate No matter how you see him Find the knife, and take it For you shouldn't be that close. |