10 years ago today you came to me, yet I knew not what you were
You knocked me down, pressed my face hard into the ground with your excruciating weight upon my back
I stood up, placed my feet humbly back on the ground
You shoved me hard
I shoved you back
I hid
You found me
I locked you up
You escaped
I fought
You retreated
Sometimes we lost sight of each other
Freedom
But I still had lots to learn from you
And you still had lots to learn from me
10 years later you are nothing more than a fish-hook
Snagged intricately in the flesh upon my back
My hand can’t extend that far to remove you
Yet if it could, tearing your barb from my skin would probably mar me more than leaving it
So I leave it
I tolerate you
I know you are there
I handle you with caution, with care
But know this, ‘behind me you will stay’
You are no stranger to me
Nor my friend
You are no threat to me
Nor my fear
Control lies with me
I am power
You are just a fish-hook
You are just a fish-hook
So well written! I can feel the pain, and the prick of the hook is there….but, nah, not worth heeding, but under your control.
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