Treasure Island

Vera Sidhwa


Submission


Submission was a problem,
You entered my life,
It caused so much strife.
You took over me.

Submission was the problem.
I didn't wish to give in to you.
I didn't want to do,
All you asked me to.

Submission was the problem,
Now which way do I go,
My decision came slow.

I left you.

Submitted: Thursday, August 08, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, August 28, 2013

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