Tie Me To A Chair Poem by A.E.J. Jordan

Tie me to a chair with ribbons
Patent leather lead-lined shoes
With a white glove hold my chin
Fully knowing my mind I’ll lose

Watch your mouth while it is moving
Words that do not make a sound
Plant a sweet smile on my sore face
Aching chest that beats and pounds

The enthralled look on my face
Would convince the most astute
Whilst in my head I’m like a rag doll
Stiffly walking in wooden boots

If I stay here any longer
I will certainly bash your face
Gladly breaking bones and teeth
Blood drops flying into space

I refuse to play a part
In the only life I have
I will live by my ideals
Dealing with whatever happens next

I’m allowed to speak my mind
And feel what I am feeling
I don’t want to act like nothing
And pretend that it’s all fine

To feel something is a good thing
Other times it’s very painful
The alternative is the nothingness
That I dread and am afraid of

To have a pointless life
Is when panic attacks will start
Just to think of being nothing
It’s what nightmares are about

People in droves and masses
Marching one by one through life
With puppet painted faces
Feeling nothing, feeling fine

Just too scared to show their insides
What could happen? They would die
They just live out their entire life
Just not happy, then say goodbye

What a waste, a sad existence
To be nothing and not true
To pretend to be a person
That is nothing like you

I’d rather be a person
With a sh#* load of mistakes
That tends to put her foot
Into her mouth most everyday

I will say what others think
I will do what’s not expected
Rules and guidelines are for dollies
And my feelings won’t be neglected

A bloody mess my life is
But I felt along the way
I cried a lot of tears
But there was joy most everyday