In My Place

By ColorMeToxic

I understand the scars will always be there.
You tell me, overtime they will fade.
What do I do when overtime, I don't have scars...
but fresh bleeding wounds of hate?

I want to tell you to go to hell
I want you off my case
I want to make you feel as I have felt
So you can stand here in my place.

Shivering, cold, all by yourself
I'll leave you, to your new-found fate
Crying tears of anger, can't help you now...
For now, you understand my hate

So I tell you to go to hell
I say to get off my case
I've made you feel as I have felt...
How did you like standing there...
In my place?

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Published on Thursday, August 2, 2018. Filed under: "Abuse" and "Poetry"

Comments on "In My Place"

On Thursday, May 16, 2019, Divine hell (238) wrote:

Beautifully written, no one knows what its like to climb out of a dark place until they themselves make that climb.
On Wednesday, December 15, 2010, lupus tenebrae (860) wrote:

An exceptional write, standing in your place, forced to understand your hate. Taken out of their comfort zone, thanks for this piece.
A former member wrote: It was a consistent strong feeling... Sounds like lyrics. Does it? Well done Pavel