Just Stop
Author's Note: A poem I wrote for all of you "Romulans" out there who can't seem to be accepted for something other than "evil" even though people don't really know you. This was named after the song "Just Stop" by Disturbed which I do not own. I claim no ownership over Romulans either no matter how awesome they are. Enjoy the poetry!
What am I?
What do you see?
Am I a Romulan?
A cruel being?
A traitor, A thief?
A liar, A murderer?
A rapist, A shadow?
An evil thing?
No! That is not me!
Yes, I am a Romulan,
That only skin deep.
I am also a Caged bird
That cannot sing
Because there is this Rope
Tied around my Beak
I wish to Sing.
I wish to scream.
Stop! Stop mocking me, please!
Why don't you set me free?
Yes, I am a Romulan,
That only skin deep.
I am also a pained thing.
If you look into my eyes,
You will see some agony
And darkness torturing me
As it does all creatures.
If you visit me at Night,
You may hear escaped screams
Of horrible terror
Grabbing hold of me
Like all creatures sometimes feel.
If you touched my mind,
You may feel Grief
That great melancholy that eats me
As it does all creatures.
Yes, I am a Romulan,
That only skin deep.
Look!
Look into my eyes
And see I too have darkness inside
That even I want to avoid.
See!
See how my Darkness also
Twists and Scars me
Straggling me
Till I cannot break free.
Know!
All the Hate centered around me!
No one even bothers to acknowledge the choking screams,
Or the pain that also grips me,
Or the sorrow that also drowns,
Or the anger that also burns,
Or the happiness that also warms,
Or the guilt that is also sickening,
Or the madness that also takes me,
Till I am nothing
But Broken dreams
And Agony
Look,
Listen,
See!
Yes, I am a Romulan
But just that is not me!
Sometimes I try to impress
But no one bothers to notice
No one bothers to like me
Or accept me as I am.
Yes, I am a Romulan,
That only skin deep.
Look at me and see this demented darkness
Is not loved,
But a burden to me,
A curse weighing on me,
The Elements hurting me.
Look!
And see beneath even that
Beneath the darkness
To something that also is alone, afraid, and innocent
Wanting to break free.
Look!
And see
Something wanting,
Trying to be good.
Help and encourage me, please!
Do not add to my pain
By mocking me!
Do not add to my suffering
By judging me!
Because of You,
You!
I cannot break free!
But you the bully cannot break me!
I am already Broken!
And impenetrable!
My Spirit far stronger than your Words.
Hear me!
Hear me Scream!
Listen!
Listen to my Agony!
Look!
Look at my Misery!
And know I am just like You.
Yes, I am a Romulan,
That only skin deep.
Stop judging!
Why don't you Stop?
Stop looking at the cover of a book
And Read!
Just Stop!
And set me free!
And when you take that second glance,
And see more than skin deep,
And when you turn that page,
I can finally be free.
Of all the Hatred that holds me back,
Preventing me from being me.
And maybe
When you Look
You will see
A better person
Than you think.
Author's Note: Review please. I you want to know this was inspired by that song, Ensign Malon (even though he isn't real), and role playing with CrystalK114.
