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Stockholm Syndrome

I build walls impossibly high, I push away, I leave.
That’s who I am.
This, this is highway robbery.
This is you jumping out of the sidelines of my blind spot in ambush,
Putting your heart to my temple, threatening to pull the trigger.
You are cracking open my ribs and claiming what’s left of me for yourself.
I am terrified.
The hope you force down my throat is too much,
I can’t breathe,
But you won’t let me escape.
I try to run away, to avoid eye contact,
But you are like a mad dog, vicious in your pursuit of my happiness.
My mind is addled as your arms close around my waist to pull me over to you.
But even though this feels like I’m slipping into madness, I stop struggling.
Everything slides into focus and I can’t believe I couldn’t see it before.
You were right.
There are worse fates then happily ever after.

(2014)

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