The Ancestral Scream
Walk away
Leave me alone
You no longer have a home
My heart belongs
Not to you
This heart belongs to me
It is my only reality
Be gone, now
I need to live
My only goal
Is to thrive
You are dead
I am alive
Thank you, for all you’ve done
Because of you
I do survive
But I cannot stand
I refuse to be
Beholden to your mistakes
I am not the guilty one
You had your chance
You chose to dance
To your own tune
And now I choose
To apply the brakes
Against all odds
I chose to bloom
I banish you
I banish you!
I reject your pain
You may never know
Just what that takes
Me and you
We are not the same
Yes, your blood
Courses through my veins
But family is not all
That it may seem
You have haunted me
For far too long
But now I choose
Too release the scream
I beg you now
To leave my dreams
What’s good for me
Is good for you
It pains me
To say goodbye
But I am ready to relinquish
This ancestral scream
The time has come
To cut the cord
I have chosen
To break the cycle
My only hope
Is to set you free
In return I will claim
My right to be
Me
For far too long
We have co-existed
In a dysfunctional state
Characterized by denial
For my whole life
You have been on trial
But now I realise
It is getting late
I’ve been drowning
In this embryonic fluid
But I have the sword
I will brandish it
The time has come
To sever ties
I have had enough
Of the lies
I release you
From your sins
And, here is where
You end
And my life
Begins.
C.K.22
John Marks
Tue 12th Jul 2022 08:34
Clare. Your poem flows fluently; beneath the surface there is always a battle between the desire for freedom and the need for security. You chose wisely. J