Primed To Explode (REVISED)

Oh my angry Duchess, rejecting the help you are offered
again, spinning a web of intrigue that casts distrust over
everyone you meet; your anger and the pain you inflict
on yourself manifest in a grating voice

It never dawns that if people have problems with you,
the problem might be in you and not them? You march
to a different beat, make 180 degree suspicion-turns
on who sabotages you – even accuse dad of stealing

Locked in emotional warfare with mom, said workers
took your things; unmasked Robin Hood as Machiavelli
causing emotional distress wilfully in an evil plot to rob
you of your right to be Maid Marianne in his play

You commiserate with me because I follow rules making
it imperative to consider others & brag you are free; yet
you are not willing to pay the price for coming and going
as you please – so others leave you out of their teams

Cry ‘mental disturbance’ when others do their own thing
too; my angry Duchess, please be calm, you must rest &
learn respect for other’s feelings & needs; you cannot
blame Robin Hood for the mistakes you have made

You won’t profit from pleading innocence; if you accept
responsibility for your misery, you will be empowered to
change your life. Oh my angry Duchess, I offer only love
and support, not judgement or siding with the enemy

You are free to rest in my care – but I won’t visit you
in a war zone with a volcano primed to explode…

25 May 2013