Transfer of Power

Your fingers were around my throat.
Your hands pinned my head down on you.
Your body squeezed the life from me.
But who has the power now?

Your words spun my thoughts around.
Your "logic" made black into white.
You evil forced me to be quiet.
But who has the power now?

The breath you tried to take still comes.
The good you tried to stop still happens.
The heart you almost stilled keeps loving.
Who has the power now?

You tried to take everything from me.
You almost won that battle, you know.
But I pushed you from on top of me.
I have the power now.

I am still afraid of you, I guess.
But I hate what you tried to do more.
I am taking back what you stole from me.

Peace, brothers.

Scot \:D

There are reasons I'm taking medication. They're called "other people." - Me, displaying my anti-social tendancies