I am.

I am my only warrior.

These thoughts
are my own.
They are not yours to keep.
These passions are my blood
even in my restless sleep.
Do I call upon you
for your depthless words?
No, I'm something you never knew.
In all my vainty,
I resist your hate.
In all my waring,
Nothing steals my fate.
In your eyes, I may be nothing new
I slough your perception,
Paying prices, past due.
So do not attempt to buy me,
For I was never for sale.
Take your words and be gone
for all attempts have failed.

Reviews

[onyoche]

u speak from a place i can relate with..and what a place that is.

[Geminair]

you could go for "i may not be something new" but honestly i don't think it interrupts it at all.

[Geminair]

i like this it shows a defiance in defense of your integrity,and its something of a loosing piece of humanity for most ,its nice to see a glimpse of a very rare breed at work

[mishka]

thanks. though,I was just thinking about this very poem as i was standing outside just now for a smok, and I don't like how i used the word -Nothing-twice. to me using a word twice in a poem seems to ruin the energy of a piece. but my writings are a work in progress,so ill get better as time moves on. its always been like that for me.