Number 4

Ive always been
Stronger

You tell me between half whispered promises
And I try my best to believe you.

Always been strong
But never strong enough to
Tear myself away from your influence,
Strong enough to dislike
The feel of your fingers pressing
Into the sides of my throat
The hollows of my cheekbones
Like bowls for your keys

You own every bit
Of me that's left

And if I'm strong then it's
Only what you gave me