~When My Stalker Attacks~

~Let it be known that while my predator teases and stalks me,
I do nothing but stand tall and allow the truth to fill and free me.
Instead of wasting my time and talent disproving every lie she's told
and every story she's concocted,
I've cut my own tongue in attempt to keep quiet.
~Let it be known that the truth has its own body
and does its own fighting,
that even though I have the ink to honestly tell her story
I chose peace and love.
~Let it be seen that instead of falling into the traps and bait she has laid out
so that when I stopped to take the chance to speak out
she could bite down into my skin,
I stared her down with silence.
And that I,strong with the truth, unwavering with the reality of her chase,
never let my anger move or intice me.
It would be like child's play teasing her
as she has done to me;
It would be so easy to sit and wait until I got her in my site
then as she goes for the prize she wants,my pride,
to turn and stomp down on her lying, thiefing body
with my foot of truth..
It might honestly feel good when the truth pours free of her
and the breath she used to lie goes cold.
Yet it would be wrong 
Simply because I could snap her in half
just by speaking the truth.it doesn't mean I should..
Yes, I chose silence over being vindicated.
Let it be thought that I had no words of defense and went silent~
Even let her think that I became entangled in her wiry and strong web of deceit...
I'd rather be seen erroneously as dumb or weak
than to aid my would be attacker to
spread her venom throughout the veins of our families.
Because I know I have done nothing wrong
I can control my own anger
and deny my voice.
Let my attacker show herself to be the monster she is~
Let her bare her many faces,her sharp and poisonous fangs.
I am happy being wrong in her mind
because at least I'm not her.


~Stacy J Roosa
8/10/2010

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