You don’t get to tell me how I feel

Talk

You don’t get endless moments 
speaking of your feelings,
the shortcomings of others 
oh so unappealing
the burden of your past ,
you’re so misunderstood
and tell me what  you’re yelling 
is for the greater good

Talk

You don’t get to tell me 
that I never speak a word,
that my point is undeserved 
my timing is bad
that my style is unproductive 
I invest too much in mad,
not to be offended by your tone, 
the jabbing finger
and tell me I’m a fool, 
letting old feelings linger

Talk

You don’t get to shove me 
with all your many words,
then give me  your own timeline
for when I can be heard,
stand up on your platform
in lengthy dissertation
expecting me look at this 
as a thing called conversation

Talk

You don’t get to rob yourself 
of what I have to say,
stomp on all my thoughts 
before they see the light of day
haul around assumptions 
of what that might have been
and accuse me in the end 
of no participation.
it’s not a competition 
that one of us must win.

You don’t get to tell me how I feel

Welcome to my shrine

of self protection

home to all the sacred faults

I hold so dear

Unknowingly assembled

by the journey of my heart

over long enabled years

so nice to see you’ve finally made it here
I wonder, did you read the invite closely
and were all of the requirements quite clear?

A need to show

your right devotion

to the sanctity of me,

Offer overtures of worship

for the privilege of your pass,

Remind me of my greatness

and my righteous place on high,

Tell me how you love me

as you look me in the eye.

Treat me oh so gently,

honor my disguise

of the parts I’ve grown unwittingly

that promise my demise.

Hide me from their ugliness

and keep them out of sight

When you’ve shown your merit,

you will have earned the right

to take them out and judge them

under cover of the night

Welcome to my shrine

of self destruction,

Built to withstand all

but truths seduction,

Cautiously invented in

the innocence of fear

So nice to see you’ve finally made it here
I wonder, did you read the invite closely
and were all of the requirements quite clear?

To be full

of reverence and wonder

for all that I’ll reveal,

force my eyes wide open,

on this woman I’ve concealed.

and knock me to my knees,

shake me to my core

heighten my awareness

unleash my power to foresee

You’ll  be the one

to raze these shields and

bring this temple down.

Unfold my spirits liberty,

and take away the heavy crown

of this frightened deity

Once I’m down and grounded

and we've torn these lies apart

the breath will come unburdened

my truth will fill this heart

Excuse me if I tremble

in your presence

your being gives me hope,

A freshened human essence

in the form new gained wisdom

from burdens now released

and of necessary difference

in my vision of the years

and a soul that lives in peace.