The Power

The Power

A Poem by ToriSchrodi

When I was young I craved power
In my world I was powerless. 
So I went looking. 
And in my search I found something. 
A world of darkness and anger. 
I found you. 

I got what I wanted. 
I got my power. 
People feared me. 
Or more so feared you. 
But I didn't care. 
I was drunk off the power you gave me. 
Drunk of the feeling of immortality. 
 
I wanted more. 

And now here I am. 
I no longer wish for this power. 
But it's hard to get out once your in. 
Job after job after job. 

Those who care keep telling me to get out of this game we play. 
I tell them I will. 
I tell them I'm trying. 
But it doesn't work that way.
I say I'm out. 
And then you call and I come running. 
So 'round and 'round we go. 

This game we play. 
One day it will kill us both. 
I wonder who will go first.

And who will grieve the other more.

© 2018 ToriSchrodi


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ToriSchrodi
ToriSchrodi

Dayton, OH



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I am a amateur writer, and I hope to become a published writer before the end of my senior year. I dabble in poetry but I mostly write short stories and novels. more..

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