A Song in my Head - a poem

This morning

I woke up with a song in my head

It was screaming

I wish you were dead

Look ahead

Wish you were dead

Look ahead, look ahead

I couldn’t believe the depth

Of my frustration

At your cold hearted rejection

I feel used

Abused

Like yesterdays news

I’ve got to  get through this

I know I can do it

I can  recover my bliss

I will recover my bliss

I have recovered my bliss

I have reclaimed my power

You're no longer that tower

Looming over like an overprotective mother

Guarding from phantom lovers

and shipwrecked sailors

I'm grounded in my self.