Please Don't

PLEASE DON'T
September 15, 2007

Please don't criticize me.
Your words are like a knife
that renders me a useless,
mutilated wife.

Please don't call me liar,
it cuts me to the core
and leaves me by the roadside
hurt, in pain, and sore.

Please don't call me selfish.
I've tried to mend my ways.
The word is harsh and cruel
and stays with me for days.

Please don't say I hate you
as though you think it's true.
It tears me up and worst of all
it hurts 'us'; me, and you.

Please don't call me lazy.
Think it if you must,
but it's discouraging to hear
and undermines my trust.

Please don't call me bitch,
it goes straight to the heart
and festers deep inside me
like a killer poison dart.

So please don't criticize me,
please don't take out your knife.
Just keep it in your mouth,
you'll see a happy, relaxed wife.