in your head

because you are so right

about being

right

all the time

and it 

hurts to say

otherwise.

i hear you standing

shaking

with righteous indignation

and it makes

the fury inside

of my heart

tornado.

powerful 

but not for good

only destroys my

spirit

which is different than my soul.

thanks be to god.

spirit can be built back up

but soul can be stolen

and while i may have let you

get in before,

i will not now.  never again

because i can see your heart's intent

and it isn't what comes across

and you are scared and hurt just like all of us

but you are letting that do the talking

walking

decision making

twisting my words

plans

spinning them round to always be upright 

when they hadn't even existed.

before you created them

in your head.

and i won't stand for this anymore

i won't take it sitting down

because this tornado in my heart has seen

it's last.

i sit down

below the conflicting waves that float above my head

and choose not to stand

for immersion is the worst 

kind of drama

and i don't swim in pollution.