5 poems in one

People pleaser:

Knees
already bleeding
yet I still
push them to the gravel

To make you happy

Bent
over backwards
use my belly as a table
eat my heart out

To keep you satisfied

Acrobat
contorted to
fit your needs
Go ahead and take the bow

To push you higher

I'll take the back seat
I'll take the punch
I'll take the pain
simply because it seems

You asked nicely and said "please"

Let me go:

My heart clenches
and the blackness wells up,
threatening to overflow
You should let me go

A carnivore awakens 
in the the abyss of my soul
emerging from the mountain-ash
Hear it howl -Let me go


Don't:
pour lead into my soul
and ash into my heart

hold my dreams down
with expectations
curb my imagination 
with logic

for me prepare
a neat little box
four walls
and a lid on top

Love goes wasted
it never stood a Chance

Say my name:

Call it once
and I'll come to you

Call it twice
and I'll run to you

And if you say it softly
I promise I won't ever
let go of you

Circus:

You made me what I have become,
childlike mind forced to run

Despite my years,
still so young
And the fight
 has just begun

This is a mess
I used to be so innocent
but now you have seen
the darker side of me

You may rat me out
I'll join the circus underground

Poem writer: Carla Groenendal