DarkPoetry Poem of the Day: Force

I do not write pretty prose
I create reckless refrains
Break vases of verse over your head
Rain hatred on your skin

I do not have a softer side
No weakness to exploit
My aim is self-progression
Total body domination

I do not say, “I love you”
I tell the truth
I control you
I own you

There is no, “I’m sorry”
No guilt
No regret
Just satisfaction

I do not fall in love
I climb to its perch
Knock it flat on its back
Force it into submission

http://www.darkpoetry.com/node/work/41112
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