Fingers in
Pressing down
Can you feel it?
I used to wonder
Why I never allowed myself
To get drunk
Now I know
Fingers in
Pressing down
Can you feel it?
Always wondering why
Never knowing
Hating hospitals
Avoiding surgery
Fingers in
Pressing down
Can you feel it?
Saying you were just
Following orders
Isn’t good enough
Hypocrisy sticks
Fingers in
Pressing down
Can you feel it?
How long was it
Before one of you
Had the Nerve
To take a stand?
Fingers in
Pressing down
Can you feel it?
Each digit is mine
To command
May they rot off your bones
Blacken your name
Fingers in
Pressing down
Can you feel it?
Violation
Is not just a word
Meant for someone
Awake or aware
Fingers in
Pressing down
Can you feel it?
Silence is not Golden
Your voice wilts
It holds no power here
Not anymore
Fingers in
Pressing down
Can you feel it?
I am not some lesson
A text book
Written in flesh
Blood and bone
Fingers in
Pressing down
Can you feel it?
My fingers
Pressing your bones
Tearing your flesh
While you sleep unaware
Fingers in
Pressing down
Can you feel it?
My hand around your throat
Strangling your thoughts
Pressing on your
Peace of mind
Fingers in
Pressing down
Can you feel it?
The panic as you try to wake
Ease yourself from fear
But don’t worry
I’ll be back tomorrow
Fingers in
Pressing down
Can you feel it?
© AM (Xander) Hunter March 2020
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