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Disarmed
by Amy NiggelTried for so long
to hold on
to old anger
because that was all I knew.
let myself be kept in chains
by fear
that should have died
long ago.
I wouldn't change,
I was stubborn
and short sighted
and I didn't want to.
I didn't want to admit
how wrong things had gone
because that would mean admiting
that i was once weak.
So I held on
held out
and fought against my own mind
armed with a sword
sharp enough to slice away any pain.
and a shield,
hard enough to keep those who would know me
at bay.
And then
things changed
and I was disarmed by the least likely person. 02/19/2003 Author's Note: this will be revised when I get the time
Posted on 02/19/2003
Copyright © 2024 Amy Niggel
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Melina Raven Maness Diebold on 02/19/03 at 09:46 PM I wouldn't change much at all. I like the mysteriousness of it, as well as the familiarity some of the words invoke. I think we've all been there, somewhat. |
| Posted by Ken Harnisch on 02/21/03 at 02:40 PM keep it as it is...you will find the best poems come from the most intense emotions, and trying to go back on the moment can often ruin both poems and the moment...this stands very nicely as it now is! |
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