Treason, My Season......


Words are my weapon,
Silence is not.
You can no longer threaten,
I haven't forgot.

Forgiveness my vengeance,
's not easy, I say.
Remember my presence,
On those horrible days.

I saw you, I know you,
Your eyes all aglow.
Heal, I have to,
You can't make me go.

I witnessed your fury,
The rage on your face.
A victim, don't worry,
It wasn't a waste.

My words are my weapon,
Against you, and ALL.
Who dare me, or threaten,
Or break down my wall.

I won't go away,
You'll see, I'll remind you.
The reason I'm gay?,
It's not you, I WANT to.

Men hurt, in your likeness,
Throw punches and rape.
"I'm sorry..", in its triteness,
just silly, red tape.

You don't mean it, or say it,
Or remember, you claim.
I felt your member, the hits,
During your moment of fame.

Think I'll erase you?
The memory remains.
won't forget, don't intend to,
Pain wasn't in vain.

Your face, so damned vivid,
Your actions so sick.
I remember you, livid,
Your voice getting thick.

Moaning and whispering,
threats, words of fire.
Teeth clenched, hissing,
Never seeming to tire.

"Just end it!", I'd scream,
In my mind, while you fucked me.
The tears start to stream,
In bed, then, you'd tuck me.

My conscious felt wicked,
My fault, I would reason.
A race through the thicket,
A cold, frigid season.

My time, it is now,
Forgetting, no option.
Stand up, take a bow,
"He HURT me, Please Stop HIM!".

I see you, in shackels,
My dream, every evenin'.
My scars, the facts tell,
Your big fear, MY TREASON!

I'm telling, you FUCKER,
The word impeccably fits.
I'm no longer your sucker,
I'm calling it QUITS!