I am the snipe, spewed forth from the gutter kicking and screaming, the voice fell quiet but the kicks continued. Trained by the lash of my fathers belt, forewarned by the alcohol on his breath. Pushed through the system like a rag doll no longer wanted I built my defense, made of brick and steel, impenetrable and shut off. Violence teaches you how to react, fight fire with fire, no flight for me, build your armour thicker and your heart colder, never to trust, never to give.
Battle scared, many unseen many not on the surface but buried deep inside. Locked away with the memories of pain, no longer a child, no longer willing to hide under beds. I crawled out, I clenched my fists and I walked away. They will only break you if you let them, don't conform to the slavery that is their society, conformity is only control. I will not be controlled, I will not conform.
You look at me then look away, I scare you, I scare myself, knowing the capabilities of half a decade of anger has burned my mind and there are few bridges left to cross. So I stay in my armour, the place I feel safe, the place I keep you safe.
I am the snipe, spewed forth from the gutter