Posted in Prose, Relationships

Putting Words in My Mouth

She was always putting words

in my mouth,

Words in my pen,


Trying to write, not my words


being controlled,

by her,


When, I finally had enough

I confronted her,

with my own words,


“I love you”, I said

she was silent at last,


There were no more words

to say….



My profile might reflect who I am, what I think and why I write what I do. My profile might just reveal the inner workings of a deranged mind, a helpless soul, and a self-destructive way of living. Don't worry. I'm OK. I've just lost sight of my little sister in the evening clouds....

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